RIP – The Belly Putter -What took so long?
The R&A ruled yesterday against “Belly Putters” (anchoring strokes) and rightfully so. The putting stroke is just like any other stroke in the game of golf and as such it should be unaided.
Ever wonder about the origin of the belly putter? It started as an assist for Seniors. Some say it was to help them take pressure off their backs as the belly putters allowed the golfer to stand up more erect. See Jack’s putting posture versus that of Bernhard Langer as an example. While there might be some truth to that theory it isn’t the real reason for the advent of the belly putter. The real reason lies in the hands . . . “Whiskey Hands” to be exact. The belly putter came along to help seniors cure “Whiskey Hands”, more commonly known as the “Yips” in younger folks. The older fellas, long known for hanging around the clubhouse and knockin’ back a Dewars or twenty after a round, developed the putter to help steady their hands. They’d still be using it today if the younger guys hadn’t jumped on bandwagon and started consistently winning not only tournaments but majors using the mallet. Letting younger guys play with belly putters is like ordering shots of Tequila after drinking beer all day . . . nothing good could come from it. Therefore, the R&A had to do something. Oh well, here are some of the guys that will have to learn to putt all over again as well as Golf.com’s take on the story . . . http://www.golf.com/tour-and-news/anchored-putting-dies-hands-golf-governing-bodies?sct=hp_bf6_a3&eref=sihp
Keegan Bradley, Webb Simpson, Adam Scott, Ernie Els, Rocco Mediate, Bernhard Langer, Fred Couples, Carl Pettersson . . .
RIP – Another Childhood Staple
Some are calling it the first casualty of “Obamacare”, others are blaming the unions – In reality, both are to blame. Over 18,500 jobs gone. Out the door. See ya . . .
The Hostess Twinkie, Ding Dongs and Wonderbread died a violent death last week. If you’re over the age of 40 you’ve had a Twinkie . . . or two . . . they were a staple for kids everywhere during the 50’s and 60’s . . . I can’t remember the last time I had a Twinkie but I’m going to miss them. Another childhood memory kicked to the curb. There’s a chance they’ll be back though . . . If a few more states follow the lead of Colorado and Washington and legalize “Hippie Cabbage”, Twinkies, Ding Dongs and a whole slew of other munchies will make a comeback . . . and quickly!
(BTW- State Fairs everywhere are mourning the loss of the fried Twinkie)
RIP – The Election . . .
Obama won and Romney lost . . . It was hardly a clear mandate however. As a matter of fact it was far from it. If you look at the electoral map Obama won the urban centers and Romney won the rest of the country. We remain deeply divided. My UK friends and Canucks that were here to play in the Reilley’s tournament shortly after the election just laughed and shook their heads in disbelief.
Obama’s win was a victory for those favoring entitlement programs, bigger government, and larger (much larger) taxes. A victory for Socialism. It was a victory for those who garner most of their knowledge from the media, from People Magazine, and who fall for flashy rhetoric and slogans. It was a defeat for personal responsibility, fiscal responsibility, family values and the core family. Whichever side is correct this is a fact: if you voted for Obama you now own this hook, line and sinker. You cannot blame anyone but yourselves. You can’t blame Bush, you can’t blame the Republicans. When 2016 arrives and our country is virtually broke you can’t utter a word. There’s a new word to describe it: “Ineptocracy” – These shirts will be available soon in our store. Also check back for the “Fiscal Cliff” helmet . . . everyone will want one and more importantly . . . NEED ONE.
Protection from the “Fiscal Cliff” . . . available for those who understand basic economic principles and basic math . . .
That’s all for today folks. Go back to your places of business and employment . . . while you still can.
The sun is shining on another beautiful day. Don’t waste it . . . GET OUT AND PLAY!