Some history-I am a 41 year old golfer who usually plays 3 times a week and got stuck shooting 79-84, and I scrambled like hell to shoot that. My nemisis shot was o.b. left with major wrist breakdown at, and even before impact. I am now 2 months into a swing overhaul, using TGM sites as reference, the little yellow book, and lessons with Yoda being he lives near by.
I have enjoyed my range work so much i don't want to play a round of golf. I could take to you, albet poorly, about pressure points, accumulators, and pivot force vectors, but I will distill what I am doing in hopefully very understandable language. Look at Brian's wrist watch in his cute picture. See where his watch face is pointing? As he looks down from his point of view he probably sees his right arm and elbow between his body and his left arm on what I call the inside track. If you are behind him you probably could see a gap of daylight between the arms. You see his right shoulder lower than his left? You see his right elbow lower than his left? If you don't understand look, look, look, then I can;t help you. For two years of dabbling in the machine, I was annoyed by look, look, look, now I am edified by it. Merry Christmas, Dammit.
I have enjoyed my range work so much i don't want to play a round of golf. I could take to you, albet poorly, about pressure points, accumulators, and pivot force vectors, but I will distill what I am doing in hopefully very understandable language. Look at Brian's wrist watch in his cute picture. See where his watch face is pointing? As he looks down from his point of view he probably sees his right arm and elbow between his body and his left arm on what I call the inside track. If you are behind him you probably could see a gap of daylight between the arms. You see his right shoulder lower than his left? You see his right elbow lower than his left? If you don't understand look, look, look, then I can;t help you. For two years of dabbling in the machine, I was annoyed by look, look, look, now I am edified by it. Merry Christmas, Dammit.