If you are caught on a golf course during a storm and are afraid of lightning, hold up a 1-iron. Not even God can hit a 1-iron.
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In case of a thunderstorm, stand in the middle of the fairway and hold up a one iron. Not even God can hit a one iron.
You gotta strike while the iron's hot.
Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
I'm a pretty low-stress guy. I take what the golf course gives me. Some days, when I'm in full control, I'm able to fire at pins with 5-irons. Other days, I'm looking more toward the middle of the green.
I'm not very good in the rain. I don't wear a golf glove.
My golf is so delicate, so tenuously wired together with silent inward prayers, exhortations and unstable visualizations, that the sheer pressure of an additional pair of eyes crumbles the whole rickety structure into rubble.
My golf is woeful but I will never surrender.
I don't iron anything. Never have and never will.
Only one golfer in a thousand grips the club lightly enough.
Not only strike while the iron is hot, but make it hot by striking.