Sitting in my basement still in the shrink wrap for many years, is the club which could be my secret to rounds in the 60’s and the end to my short game frustrations. It could also cause me to be the subject of laughter and much ridicule by golfers who I may or may not know. Say hello to the Acer Flipper, the king of the green!
Everybody sing with me!
They call him Flipper, Flipper, faster than lightning,
No-one you see, is smarter than he,
And we know Flipper, lives in a world full of wonder,
Flying there-over, over the green!
Everyone loves the king of the green,
Ever so kind and gentle is he,
Tricks he will do when golfers appear,
And how they laugh when he’s near!
They call him Flipper, Flipper, faster than lightning,
No-one you see, is smarter than he,
And we know Flipper, lives in a world full of wonder,
Flying there-over, over the green!
My putting is tour-level quality, but my chipping and pitching is as bad as my putting is good. In fact, I think I have the chip-yips. I’ve practiced countless hours and taken many lessons, but when I get on the course some kind of gag reflex happens and I have very little control over my chip distance. It has improved this season, yes. But I give up at least 3-5 shots per round due to bad chipping. Somehow I still manage to shoot in the low 70’s despite this problem. Imagine if I could save those 3-5 shots? I’d be scratch or better.
Case in point yesterday was a round of 73 in which I failed to get up and down for birdie when within five yards of two par-5 holes in two shots. I also failed to get up and down on the par-4 14th from about the same distance. Instead, I dubbed a chip about three feet and then changed to putter, getting up and down for bogey. There were three strokes I gagged up right there. Fix that and that 73 is a 70. Big difference.
Perhaps with the Flipper I can use my putting stroke around the greens instead of the gag-chip thing I’m doing.
Laugh at me if you wish. I’ll take it in stride. If the Flipper works, great! If not, I tried.