My first trip to the driving range this spring reaffirmed a few things for me. One, I hit the beat-up, water-logged range balls pretty much the same distance as I hit my $4 Pro V1s, and two, doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results really is the definition of insanity.
If I can figure that out over a bucket of balls on a Sunday morning, maybe we should take our politicians out en masse to hit a few. Read the rest of this entry »









