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You may want to re-read that a couple of times to grasp the full potential of the St. Louis arch of the golf world. And, the aforementioned changing changes are accommodated by hydraulic fluid, valves, electrical sensors and actuators. This thing is just too complex to explain in a paragraph or two, or three, or four. But we do know you have to wear a helmet like device and your odds of being able to relax and develop a natural swing are almost zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;aka/The Anti Pro/ The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1187638455923658701?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/V81syue_vck" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1187638455923658701/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1187638455923658701" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1187638455923658701?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1187638455923658701?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/V81syue_vck/golf-made-simple.html" title="Golf Made Simple" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SqKJsWIW0qI/AAAAAAAAAmg/fdTvu4BqBcc/s72-c/golf_made_simple.GIF" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/golf-made-simple.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQEQ3Y6eCp7ImA9WxJbFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-169842082928281022</id><published>2009-07-25T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:31:42.810-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-26T08:31:42.810-07:00</app:edited><title>Fork You!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmtA1Mh186I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6x6RcpLu5Zw/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362451063955125154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmtA1Mh186I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6x6RcpLu5Zw/s320/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent visit to the emergency room, at world famous Vanderbilt Hospital, taught me mega tons. I wasn't there for me. I was there to be with our daughter in law who is expecting our grand baby. She and baby are just dandy, thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat for hours by the emergency room door, I was witness to tons of blubber &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wallering&lt;/span&gt; through the door. The trimmest person (over 10 y/o) was a good 30 pounds over weight. The average was 80#s and some were sneaking up on a shocking 400#s of body weight. &lt;strong&gt;MOST&lt;/strong&gt; of what got them to the ER was___ they were &lt;strong&gt;FAT&lt;/strong&gt;. _____followed closely by alcohol and drug problems &amp;amp; an excuse to get off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people, apparently, had no control over what they threw down the bottomless pit located in the front of their head. Long ago they discovered that the hinge in the middle of the arm was cleverly designed to bend and shovel in anything that would go down and stay down. They had&lt;strong&gt; NO&lt;/strong&gt; idea what was on the end of their fork. They were forking themselves to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Scots have a fondness for sweets (&amp;amp; Scotch)...gave it up years ago. But not sweets....I hurry through the meal to get to the dessert...yummy. My mouths watering just thinking about that cherry pie and chocolate chip ice cream. But there's a catch. I was sporting a pot, gut, fat stomach, protrusion, impedimenta, lard....that my wife pointed out was becoming__ unbecoming. She referred to me as my Uncle Ronnie. A great uncle but with a grand gut. His doctor informed him that he should diet and Uncle asked him, "Why, what color is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The by-product of my sweet tooth was producing adverse results in both my Greek God appearance and general well being aka/health. I did something about it. I didn't have to give up my desserts. Believe this or not, I have a chocolate sundae after lunch, pie and ice cream EVERY night. In the last 7 weeks I've lost 13 pounds. How did you do that?" you ask. Here's how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to pay attention to what was on the end of my fork. It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; simple it will put every expensive diet plan out of business. AND just when you thought I was an expert on GOLF only.&lt;br /&gt;Here, dear reader ... the Anti-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pro's&lt;/span&gt; sure fire, eye popping, rubber burning, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nitro&lt;/span&gt; powered, fail safe plan to, once and for all, rediscover that gorgeous body hidden under layers of ugly lard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one....Buy the right scale. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TANITA&lt;/span&gt; (found at amazon.com or you may find one on EBay.) Weigh every morning, totally naked. Keep a written record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step two...Write down everything you eat for 3 days. Look up the calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step three. Understand that it takes 500 calories less per day to lose a pound a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step four....See how you can find 500 calories every day that you will never miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5....When dining out split the meal with you wife. OR get a to-go box at the start of the meal and divide your meal in half. Makes a good lunch for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6...Drink 8 oz of water 20 minutes before you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7....Brush your teeth as soon as you can after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hint!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Want to look several pounds thinner, instantly?  Every time you are waiting for the traffic light to turn green___try to "touch" your spine with your belly button.  Several times during the day, "suck" your stomach in and hold it for as long as you can.  It's a very good habit to establish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious about a well toned mid-section?  Check out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AbNabber&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Posts back.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most effective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  exercise device since the earth cooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so ridiculously easy you will wonder how you ever let yourself turn into a gigantic monster! The Anti-Pro food plan will never have you feeling deprived and works like a charm. What have you got to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McLellan&lt;/span&gt; The Anti-Pro...Diet Guru&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McGolf&lt;/span&gt; Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-169842082928281022?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/QvbP6LEYK34" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/169842082928281022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=169842082928281022" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/169842082928281022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/169842082928281022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/QvbP6LEYK34/fork-you.html" title="Fork You!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmtA1Mh186I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6x6RcpLu5Zw/s72-c/cake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/fork-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBRn8-eSp7ImA9WxJUGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-1440370928369589432</id><published>2009-07-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:20:57.151-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T16:20:57.151-07:00</app:edited><title>6,000,000 to ONE!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmJWSqVVL1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5Fiq21FWy4U/s1600-h/PhilDblEagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359941385125703506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmJWSqVVL1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5Fiq21FWy4U/s320/PhilDblEagle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many double eagles (albatrosses for those outside the U.S) have you seen with your very own eyes? Chances are none. Vegas odds makers put the chance, of the average golfer scoring a double eagle, at around 6 million to one. That's 6,000,000 to just ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon of April 7, 1935, the Squire, Gene Sarazen, accompanied by his Caddie, "Stovepipe," came to the par-5, 485 yard, 15th tee at Augusta National Golf Club. He was trailing Craig Wood by 3 strokes. Wood was finished with his final round and was waiting in the clubhouse with a score of 282. Gene’s drive, off the tee, went 250 yards and found the fairway. He had 235 yards to go to the pin on the green. There is a pond that separates the fairway from the green that crosses directly in front making a "run up" to the pin impossible. After talking with "Stovepipe" Gene selected his 4-wood for the extra loft it delivers for his second drive from the fairway. He swung the 4-wood and stuck a low line drive that delivered a shot that peaked 30 yards in the air. It was long enough to carry the pond guarding the green, bounced once and rolled to the cup . . . gently hit the pin and fell in. Gene Sarazen had scored a "double eagle" duce, three under par, to tie Craig Wood who waited in the Clubhouse. "The shot heard around the world." The first double eagle recorded during tournament play. Approximately 20 people witnessed the feat. One of them was Augusta Nationals founder, Bobby Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson have yet to make a double eagle since joining the tour. Phil Burling of Aurora, Ohio has done what these "two hackers" haven't been able to accomplish. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, dear reader, he has cut over a dozen strokes off his game in the meantime.  In his own words, here is his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jim:  Two years ago I purchased your DVDs and have been following your advice ever since. I have seen a great improvement in my game. I was averaging in the low to mid 90s, now I average in the low 80s. Hopefully, I will be shooting in the 70s soon; I have been so close numerous times! In addition, I used to average 200 yards off the tee, now I am averaging around 260 yards. You are right the golf swing is simple and you don’t need to be thinking about 100 things during the swing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never forget yesterday (July 11, 2009). My regular league was playing Hawks Nest (Ohio State’s ATI course in Creston, OH). The first hole is a 474 yard par 5 and I hit a 270 yard drive followed by a 200 yard 3 hybrid into the cup for a double eagle. Obviously, I was ecstatic! And it was the first double eagle that my playing partners have witnessed. They were just as ecstatic as I was. We didn’t get to finish the round because of a thunderstorm, but it could have been my first round breaking 80. I don’t think I would have ever accomplished such a feat without your DVDs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is from Dave Diehl, one of my playing partners that day&lt;/strong&gt;: We were playing in a threesome: Phil Burling, Gerry Flinn and myself, Dave Diehl. The first hole was a par five, I believe 470 yards +. Gerry and I hit our normal drives and Phil bombed his drive 70 yards + past us. I dubbed my second shot and hit my third about 50 yards from the green. Phil's drive put him about 200 or so yards from the green so he waited for the green to clear before hitting his second shot. I was riding in a cart so I drove half way to the green to watch his approach. His second shot was a slow steady riser and when it hit ground, it rolled, rolled, and rolled - directly towards the green. There is a small mound in front of this green so as the ball rolled on I could not tell where it had stopped. Excited, I drove my cart towards the green and still saw no ball. Close to the green I jumped out and ran towards the green looking both short and long of the pin for the ball - still no luck. Upon reaching the green, I went directly to the hole and of surprise and amazement, I saw a ball in the hole. I looked back to Phil and Gerry who were still over 100 yards from the green and pointed three times down to the hole. They were elated as so was I. Gerry captured this moment with a picture of Phil showing two fingers with his captured hole in the background. This is the first time I have ever seen a double eagle for real after playing golf for over 40 years. Again Phil, great shot - great golf hole !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole in Ones are a dime a dozen. Double Eagles are a rare bird that you may never see. Way to go Phil Burling!  May we all be so fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The Anti-Pro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1440370928369589432?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/OGdHoJP0HCk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1440370928369589432/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1440370928369589432" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1440370928369589432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1440370928369589432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/OGdHoJP0HCk/6000000-to-one.html" title="6,000,000 to ONE!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SmJWSqVVL1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5Fiq21FWy4U/s72-c/PhilDblEagle.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/6000000-to-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cFSXo9fSp7ImA9WxJWE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-1418398884930532944</id><published>2009-06-17T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:03:38.465-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-18T14:03:38.465-07:00</app:edited><title>McLellan's "AbNabber"</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SjqoUb9_iuI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KmFjWgVyDYU/s1600-h/abnabber+fixed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348772576514509538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SjqoUb9_iuI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KmFjWgVyDYU/s320/abnabber+fixed+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a tree is to withstand powerful winds it must have a strong trunk. This allows the branches to move in the wind and yet the tree stands firm and rooted. In order for the golfer to "withstand" a high speed golf swing , he too, must have a strong trunk (strong abdominal muscles . . .Abs!)Weak abs will destroy a golf swing just as a weak link in a chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invented "AbNabber" to directly target the golfers abdominal muscles! Sit-ups and crunches are largely ineffective for strengthening abdominal muscles. The abs are responsible for only the first 30 degree of lift in a sit up. The hip flexors, NOT the abs, are responsible thereafter. Standard ab exercises can aggravate the spine and lower back. Sit-ups and crunches cause the abdominal area to protrude during their performance. "AbNabber" causes these muscles to tighten and draw inward, where they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the palm of your right hand down on the desk top while you touch your abs with the finger tips of your left hand. The harder you push down with your right hand, the more your abs contract. Your abs contract so that you CAN push down. Your abs contract so that you CAN swing a golf club.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;With "AbNabber," abs immediately contract and within a few seconds begin to shake indicating that you have "hit the target". An "AbNabber" workout is 4 times more effective than other ab routines. Those who have tried "AbNabber" all have the same response. "WOW, It works. I want one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AbNabber" weighs less than 2 pounds and is totally portable. The best place to use "AbNabber" is sitting right there at your desk! No need to go to the gym or get down on the floor to work abs. Simply reach for "AbNabber," compress the springs and immediately notice the effectiveness of this little machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AbNabber" will improve strength and produce flatter and firmer ab muscles. As an added benefit, while using "AbNabber," the lats, triceps, chest, shoulders and forearms are also streghtened and firmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AbNabber" is hand crafted (right here in Tennessee) and made of the finest select walnut or cherry. . . &amp;amp; looks real good just sitting on your desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are only making 30 "AbNabbers." I am offering them to my golf students before I decide if I will build more for the general market place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$65--- free shipping. Foreign ---$75 includes shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AbNabber" ships Priority mail and comes with complete instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can order "AbNabber," by following this link and clicking on &lt;em&gt;Secure Order Form&lt;/em&gt; at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcgolf.com/video.order.shtml"&gt;http://mcgolf.com/video.order.shtml&lt;/a&gt; If you have questions email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sjqom6j4qvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z2mF5rkg7rU/s1600-h/abnabber+fixed+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348772893964151538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sjqom6j4qvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z2mF5rkg7rU/s320/abnabber+fixed+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1418398884930532944?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/CGvqpEv8k5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1418398884930532944/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1418398884930532944" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1418398884930532944?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1418398884930532944?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/CGvqpEv8k5Y/mclellans-abnabber.html" title="McLellan's &quot;AbNabber&quot;" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SjqoUb9_iuI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KmFjWgVyDYU/s72-c/abnabber+fixed+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/mclellans-abnabber.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYERn86fyp7ImA9WxJXFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-1807696482630762690</id><published>2009-06-08T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:15:07.117-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-08T13:15:07.117-07:00</app:edited><title>Better than Tiger Woods!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Si1XdhANB5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wV5Y1KjC04M/s1600-h/fred_astaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345024497345693586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Si1XdhANB5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wV5Y1KjC04M/s400/fred_astaire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of Earthlings are better, than Tiger Woods, at many things. Fred Astaire could play far better golf than Tiger Woods can dance. Fred Astaire was better at the combination of golf and dancing ....than Tiger Woods. Fred Astiare had a beautiful golf swing. His tempo was superb.....thanks to the music playing in his head. His swing is reminisent of Walter Hagen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets keep score. Tiger gets a 10 on his swing, Fred gets an 8...Yes, I would put his swing in the top 80% of ALL golfers. Tiger's ahead by 2 points. Fred gets a 10 on dancing. Well, what should we give Tiger? Lets be nice and give him a 3 although it might more  accurately be a O. Final score Fred 18, Tiger 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the point?" You ask the all knowing, all seeing Swamie of Golfland...AKA Anti-Pro? The point is there are a zillion things you can do better than both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of yourself, pat yourself on the back, get out there &amp;amp; kick some butt. Do the great things you are totally capable of doing. Don't forget to do what you and your fellow super heros do . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take naps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stracka.com/golf-blogs/blogs_post.asp?id=3357105"&gt;http://www.stracka.com/golf-blogs/blogs_post.asp?id=3357105&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;aka/The AntiPro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1807696482630762690?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/LGuCH76LYVo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1807696482630762690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1807696482630762690" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1807696482630762690?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1807696482630762690?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/LGuCH76LYVo/better-than-tiger-woods.html" title="Better than Tiger Woods!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Si1XdhANB5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wV5Y1KjC04M/s72-c/fred_astaire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/better-than-tiger-woods.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IASXw6fip7ImA9WxJXEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-7001797318377034310</id><published>2009-06-02T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:45:48.216-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-03T04:45:48.216-07:00</app:edited><title>Golfers Education</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SiU-1dnw1UI/AAAAAAAAAlA/I6uERLOWPIQ/s1600-h/hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745621150356802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SiU-1dnw1UI/AAAAAAAAAlA/I6uERLOWPIQ/s400/hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golfer's education, OR, what he thinks he knows about the golf swing, gets in the way of his knowing anything about the golf swing. Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far, the biggest problem golfers have is that they know way too much about what is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; important in the golf swing. Their &lt;strong&gt;EDUCATION&lt;/strong&gt; is in the way. The engineer, who's background is to analyze EVERYTHING, has the most problems with golf, closely followed by anyone in the "detail business". . . perhaps your friendly attorney.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The best golf swing comes from the dull unimaginative mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue . . . MOST (most means over 50%-could mean 95%) golfers think that they need more information added to their cluttered minds in order to improve. That's as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; as buying more stuff__ that you never use___ that has to be stored in the garage___ that is so full___ that one has to park the car in the driveway.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;f my English teacher doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;that long sentence...tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this. The golf swing only takes two seconds . . . how much can you think about in two seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hold the phone, what's that sound? That sound, good buddy, is the Golf Industry's Locomotive roaring down the tracks at 90 miles per with box cars full of more information for sale. In order for them to run a "money grabbin" railroad, they must convince you that you need to buy more stuff cleverly disguised as vital information... Which, in reality, is misinformation to further screw you up so you'll be dependant on them for more information creating the need to buy even more information to fix the problem that got you in this mess in the first place, Whew !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government involvement?___ sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best advice is to start at square one. Go out in the backyard and have a nice full back swing with the head staying in the same place. Then swing to a nice full finish. Swing pretty, swing smooth. Done. Now do this without thinking about anything but a waltz playing in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You now have plenty of room to park your car in the garage and the sense of freedom is more fun than pony rides, cotton candy and sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McLellan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka/The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AntiPro&lt;/span&gt;/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McGolf&lt;/span&gt; Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-7001797318377034310?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/hOZxh6DszS0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7001797318377034310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=7001797318377034310" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7001797318377034310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7001797318377034310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/hOZxh6DszS0/golfers-education.html" title="Golfers Education" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SiU-1dnw1UI/AAAAAAAAAlA/I6uERLOWPIQ/s72-c/hat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/golfers-education.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUEQHc8fyp7ImA9WxVaE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-6038293002733886875</id><published>2009-04-09T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:36:41.977-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-10T07:36:41.977-07:00</app:edited><title>Tomatoes &amp; Golf Instruction</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sd5kLkTSTAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/OvtqV0x2obk/s1600-h/tomato1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322801959484410882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sd5kLkTSTAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/OvtqV0x2obk/s400/tomato1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grocery store fully understands that, if you like tomatoes, you will return to the produce dept. for more of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rosy red fruit&lt;/span&gt; (it's not a vegetable) for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golf Destruction business relies on golfers to return time after time, __after time for more tomatoes better known as tips (?). &lt;strong&gt;They plan it that way!&lt;/strong&gt; If the golf instruction business was &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; doing its job, the student would become totally independent of them. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instructor's program would give the student the skills to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; need another golf lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student lucky enough to find a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; golf instructor (One in 10,000) would___very soon___ become his very own instructor__ not only for himself, but others as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;aka/The Anti-Pro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-6038293002733886875?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/Pr8o2RuOAh8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6038293002733886875/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=6038293002733886875" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6038293002733886875?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6038293002733886875?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/Pr8o2RuOAh8/tomatoes-golf-instruction.html" title="Tomatoes &amp; Golf Instruction" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sd5kLkTSTAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/OvtqV0x2obk/s72-c/tomato1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomatoes-golf-instruction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQHc-cSp7ImA9WxVbFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-8898305642738500554</id><published>2009-04-01T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:20:01.959-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-01T17:20:01.959-07:00</app:edited><title>Persistence</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SdOxjZuzAkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/8ycHcL920c8/s1600-h/power_of_persistance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319790806615392834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SdOxjZuzAkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/8ycHcL920c8/s400/power_of_persistance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTHING  can  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of persistence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-8898305642738500554?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/DtP1teds-9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8898305642738500554/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=8898305642738500554" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/8898305642738500554?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/8898305642738500554?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/DtP1teds-9E/persistence.html" title="Persistence" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SdOxjZuzAkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/8ycHcL920c8/s72-c/power_of_persistance.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/persistence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEECQ304cSp7ImA9WxVUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-6906429245569399189</id><published>2009-03-16T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:51:02.339-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-16T13:51:02.339-07:00</app:edited><title>The Laws of the Golf Swing</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sb67fhPiUeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FCHyhZUiXgU/s1600-h/the+law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313890760517636578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sb67fhPiUeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FCHyhZUiXgU/s320/the+law.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a golfer wishes to give special recognition to golf instruction, he predicts that it will still be valid "a hundred years from now." The Laws of The Golf Swing are as old as the game itself and because it's truths are eternal they will still be in use when another century has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan/The Anti-Pro&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-6906429245569399189?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/t7qYvQUnB8k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6906429245569399189/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=6906429245569399189" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6906429245569399189?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6906429245569399189?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/t7qYvQUnB8k/laws-of-golf-swing.html" title="The Laws of the Golf Swing" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/Sb67fhPiUeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FCHyhZUiXgU/s72-c/the+law.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/laws-of-golf-swing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQGRn44fSp7ImA9WxVVGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-6121685146088561565</id><published>2009-03-12T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:58:47.035-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-12T11:58:47.035-07:00</app:edited><title>Fads !</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SblWrgRWmUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1X6kIxzL31g/s1600-h/1959+cad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312372540857293122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SblWrgRWmUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1X6kIxzL31g/s320/1959+cad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The '59 Cadillac represented the most outrageous fins display short of World War II's P-38 Lightening fighter aircraft. Fins slowly diminished with every passing year and were soon found only at a classic car show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long hair today short hair tomorrow, no hair next week. Long dresses and side burns and short dresses and no burns. Mustaches and goatees and Mr. Clean. Roy &amp;amp; Gene &amp;amp; Tarzan and Superman and The Terminator and Spidie. No meat diets and plenty of meat diets and fasting and honey enemas. Most fads are harmless but some have serious side effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No where are fads more a part of the landscape than in our game. Unfortunately they have very real side effects. Fads come and go because starry-eyed golfers sniff the opportunity to unlock the secret to fine golf with the next tip (read FAD). Once again they make fools out of themselves, falling for just one more marketing scheme. These fads have a short shelf life and are dropped like a hot horse shoe once they are exposed as worse than worthless. They are successful and make big money for the marketing bandits, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fins on the '59 Caddy are amusing but harmless and can evoke smiles from those who remember the good old days or wish they did. Breaking bad golfing habits, traded for hard earned dough, is not amusing. BUT . . . as long as there are fads and carnivals and Ponzi schemes there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan/Anti-Pro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-6121685146088561565?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/odwXbjSK7Ak" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6121685146088561565/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=6121685146088561565" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6121685146088561565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6121685146088561565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/odwXbjSK7Ak/fads.html" title="Fads !" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SblWrgRWmUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1X6kIxzL31g/s72-c/1959+cad.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/fads.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NRXo9fSp7ImA9WxVWGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-3109698707594859885</id><published>2009-02-26T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:14:54.465-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-28T10:14:54.465-08:00</app:edited><title>The Golfer's Play Ground</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SalSa4t4mhI/AAAAAAAAAj4/sIJCEwJob9w/s1600-h/colorfulbraindamage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307864257687755282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SalSa4t4mhI/AAAAAAAAAj4/sIJCEwJob9w/s320/colorfulbraindamage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's your favorite personal play ground for improving your golf? Perhaps your local golf course or maybe a lush-plush golf resort? Maybe you really enjoy a quiet practice session at the local range. Where then is the ideal "place" to hone your golfing skills?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where does the golf swing live? Does your swing really consist of the muscle memory? If you lost your head somewhere, your muscles would have no memory of your golf swing. Muscle memeory doesn't exist. Your golf swing can be found in your very complex and awesome PC gleaming in the glow of pride and confidence perched high atop your neck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The golfers brain is as sensitive &amp;amp; delicate as hauling nitroglycerin over a bumpy road in an old truck with no shocks. Yet, reckless golfers would take that truck, pop the clutch, peel out, speed shift, brake the speed limit and endanger lives, besides their own, every day. More information only adds to the Kay-Ah-Tic state in that mass of moist wadded up bubble gum (brain) driving it into a murky, vertigo state of increased confusion, frustration, futility, anxiety and hopelessness. Enough adjectives?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The finest, most efficient &lt;strong&gt;"place"&lt;/strong&gt; to practice lies right between your ears. And the best way to transfer what it needs is through "hard wiring" IE...to &lt;strong&gt;practice mentally&lt;/strong&gt;. The brain can &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;differentiate between actually swinging the club and thinking about it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the FREE scoop on instantaneous &lt;strong&gt;M-Prove-Mint&lt;/strong&gt;. Expose yourself (be careful), to watching a good golf swing and it will become part of your swing. Warning.... carelessly watching a lousy golf swing will become part of your swing, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;ultimate&lt;/strong&gt; time of day, to hard wire your swing with the riches of King Solomons Mine, Here comes &lt;strong&gt;THE SECRET&lt;/strong&gt;__ is first thing in the morning while you are still half asleep and the very last thing at night just before falling asleep. And here's how to do it. Next paragraph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the end of Volume II where I'm swinging to music and watch my swing for 15 to 20 minutes in the AM &amp;amp; PM. Don't analyse it!!! Just let it travel through your eyes and directly attach itself to the motor skill part of your machinery. Can't sleep? . . . get up and watch the swing . . . you can turn off the music if there's someone selfishly trying to sleep. Sit there, blurry eyed, and just watch it over and over and over and over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our star students in Kentucky copped an "all nighter" and emerged with a golf swing far superior to the one he had the day before. John Richardson (read his story on a previous post) of Northern Ireland watched my swing thousands of times on his way to becoming a world class golf instructor extraordinaire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be astounded at the difference in your game in just a dash of time. And, ONE more thing__ burn all your golf books, magazines, and golf videos (except one) and take no more golf lessons, if you are deadly serious about getting better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim McLellan/Dr. Frankenstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-3109698707594859885?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/8KWm8WtORKU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3109698707594859885/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=3109698707594859885" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/3109698707594859885?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/3109698707594859885?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/8KWm8WtORKU/golfers-play-ground.html" title="The Golfer's Play Ground" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SalSa4t4mhI/AAAAAAAAAj4/sIJCEwJob9w/s72-c/colorfulbraindamage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/golfers-play-ground.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABQnc8fCp7ImA9WxVWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-868136240507257979</id><published>2009-02-22T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:52:33.974-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T10:52:33.974-08:00</app:edited><title>I Shall Return</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SaGUUjZtDPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1tPNp4wDIvc/s1600-h/GenDouglasMcArthur_Philippines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305684916840500466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SaGUUjZtDPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1tPNp4wDIvc/s320/GenDouglasMcArthur_Philippines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug, more appropriately referred to as, 5 Star General Douglas MacArthur, is famous for the expression that titles this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words also apply to another famous warrior, the outspoken, controversial, colorful, maverick, common sense sage of the golfing venue . . . The ALL Mighty (granted, modest and humble) &lt;strong&gt;Anti-Pro&lt;/strong&gt;. As promised here I come__ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riding a rocket, hat on fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, through your monitor and smack dab, right into the middle of your golf game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! How ya been? Come in, kick your shoes off. Care for a cup of coffee or how about some hot chocolate with marshmallows? Sit over there by the fire and lets catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new, since our last visit? Have you been watching the McLellan Golf DVDs as you promised? No cheating and looking at other stuff? Hopefully you've kept the rust off your swing with a few minutes of big full gorgeous swings in your back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I have had a great time these last few months working with and answering emails from my star students world wide . . . Australia, Ireland, Scotland, United Kingdom, New Zealand, Texas, California, Arizona, Florida and many, many more remote locations foreign and domestic. To you, and you know who you are, you've made great progress and it has been my pleasure to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new passion, the mandolin! I am learning a lot about helping you with your golf game as I learn to play the mandolin. The same principles apply to both. . . that is--- Have a model, know what you want, practice, practice, practice. Your marvelous brain and body will give you the answers you seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This winter, in between answering email from students, playing the mandolin has given me something to show for my time! The very same routine I employed on the mandolin...can make a HUGE difference in your golf game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the coming months I will continue to write about what works and what doesn't concerning your golf game. I will share many new ideas, that are simple yet effective, they will have a profound effect on your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A personal phone visit opportunity will be made available . . . details as our season kicks in. A new DVD with some visual programming is in the hopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next blog, I will cover the very best place in the world to practice your golf game. Hint hint. . . It's free. See you next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aka The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a href="http://www.mcgolf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-868136240507257979?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/kGu5vpSvQ4U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/868136240507257979/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=868136240507257979" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/868136240507257979?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/868136240507257979?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/kGu5vpSvQ4U/i-shall-return.html" title="I Shall Return" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SaGUUjZtDPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1tPNp4wDIvc/s72-c/GenDouglasMcArthur_Philippines.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shall-return.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQHk8cCp7ImA9WxVSEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-7728391816469298205</id><published>2009-01-04T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:46:11.778-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-06T09:46:11.778-08:00</app:edited><title>Happy New Year</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SWEBsKzn-BI/AAAAAAAAAjg/loqsodF7jtM/s1600-h/card_frontweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287509295836428306" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;a href="http://www.mclellanstudio.com/"&gt;http://www.mclellanstudio.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-7728391816469298205?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/UtnLlvHv_FU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7728391816469298205/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=7728391816469298205" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7728391816469298205?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7728391816469298205?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/UtnLlvHv_FU/happy-new-year.html" title="Happy New Year" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SWEBsKzn-BI/AAAAAAAAAjg/loqsodF7jtM/s72-c/card_frontweb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UDQ3k6fSp7ImA9WxRaE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-7395440736917938158</id><published>2008-12-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:07:52.715-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-15T13:07:52.715-08:00</app:edited><title>Tuning out the noise!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SULo1UQFCjI/AAAAAAAAAio/fCWOSu-mZ4g/s1600-h/old_radio_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279037715898501682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SULo1UQFCjI/AAAAAAAAAio/fCWOSu-mZ4g/s320/old_radio_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuning grandpa's radio, in the kitchen of the old farm house in Perry, Iowa, was more a matter of tuning out the noise than tuning in the music or commodities market place report. While some music might be heard, the accompanying noise made enjoying the program aggravating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind can only focus on one thing at a time. More than one thing . . . and the heart beats faster, the palms sweat, circuit breakers snap, and smoke puffs from the ears and nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuning in the golf swing is impossible if there is too much noise. Too many tips, too much to think about, performance anxiety, impending doom and embarrassment, the golf ball . . . are all deadly enemies of the effective golf swing. Did you notice the very powerful adjective &lt;strong&gt;EEEEFFFFFECTIVE&lt;/strong&gt; golf swing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune out the noise and listen to the music in your golf swing, the rhythm/tempo, the smooth power, the marvel of fluidity, and the "thoughtless" beautiful cascading waterfall and artistic presentation of a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; second phenomenon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-7395440736917938158?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/vd0A9u-G7mo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7395440736917938158/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=7395440736917938158" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7395440736917938158?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/7395440736917938158?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/vd0A9u-G7mo/tuning-out-noise.html" title="Tuning out the noise!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SULo1UQFCjI/AAAAAAAAAio/fCWOSu-mZ4g/s72-c/old_radio_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuning-out-noise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4MQnkzeyp7ImA9WxRUEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-2730059364014221627</id><published>2008-11-18T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:49:43.783-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-18T13:49:43.783-08:00</app:edited><title>Golf Instructor</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SSM2farV_mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yPqSc_1Usuo/s1600-h/Des_%26_Student_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270115902318575202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SSM2farV_mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yPqSc_1Usuo/s320/Des_%26_Student_05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there Jim. I'm emailing from down under to let you know that I "Fired da Bum" and guess who that is. Yes it is me.  You see, I have been studying the golf swing for over 20 years and also became an accredited coach through the World Golf Teachers Federation completing a Masters a couple of years ago. I've been teaching with lots of success on a part-time basis and my objective is to finish off my working life teaching full-time. Always keen to learn new approaches/ideas etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've studied Harmon, Hogan, Leadbetter etc. etc. and have also tried to apply a number theories to my own game with some success, but not the consistency that is required to play at a high level.  Because I have a passion for teaching I found your website back in 2005 and it struck a cord with me at the time so I bought your DVD.  I must admit that when I first looked at it I thought "oh this is just another theory on the golf swing and I can come up with my own answers" - Wrong!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played to a handicap of 3 going back a few years ago based on my own style and understanding of the various components of the game.  So you can see that I have the confidence to take my game to the next level if I can just find the answers.  However, over recent times my game has been going backwards.  More than likely because, as you advocate, my brain is saturated with so many swing thoughts that I'm not swinging freely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of frustration I thought I would dig out your DVD and take another look at it. To my surprise I suddenly understood/clicked with your philosophies on the golf swing. Probably because I'm a lot wiser now after teaching full time for 8 months at a 5 star resort in Nth Queensland.  Anyway, I decided to give your drills a go. My classic problem was a slice and I always thought that my swing plane played a major role in this but I now understand the role that the hands play is the prime determinant leading to an open club face at impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have only been practicing your methods for a week and Jim I cheated today and went out on the course for 9 holes. Apologies, but my excuse is that the weather was too good not to be on the golf course.  Anyway, I applied your swing thought methods,  just let the ball get in the way and comfortably played each hole to come in one under the card.  I know that this was not just a lucky day out because I hit every fairway and green in regulation. I haven't done that for years. My thanks to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can bet that I will be sticking with it and also passing it onto my students. If you are ever looking at starting a school in my neck of the woods I'd love to talk with you about any business opportunities. I'll keep you informed as to my progress.  I'm excited about getting to the best level I can achieve and I'm sure that this will happen if I stick with your methods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no hesitation in recommending them to any seasoned players or newcomers -just trust it and it will happen!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Des Heffernan ( Accredited Golf Teacher - Australian Golf Teachers Federation, Adelaide - South Australia ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-2730059364014221627?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/eWdOSdNthyA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2730059364014221627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=2730059364014221627" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/2730059364014221627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/2730059364014221627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/eWdOSdNthyA/golf-instructor.html" title="Golf Instructor" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SSM2farV_mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yPqSc_1Usuo/s72-c/Des_%26_Student_05.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/golf-instructor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQDRnw7cCp7ImA9WxRVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-4694791576914653184</id><published>2008-10-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:56:17.208-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-14T14:56:17.208-08:00</app:edited><title>Understanding Golf</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3-xyPHU1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uvmFuXcYJF8/s1600-h/golfers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268647270345560914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3-xyPHU1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uvmFuXcYJF8/s320/golfers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Submitted by one of my students&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONLY A TRUE GOLFER WILL UNDERSTAND THIS : Don't buy a putter until you've had a chance to throw it. Never try to keep more than 300 separate thoughts in your mind during your swing. When your shot has to carry over a water hazard, you can either hit one more club or two more balls. If you're afraid a full shot might reach the green while the foursome ahead of you is still putting out, you have two options: you can immediately shank a lay-up or you can wait until the green is clear and top a ball halfway there.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The less skilled the player, the more likely he is to share his ideas about the golf swing. No matter how bad you are playing, it is always possible to play worse. The inevitable result of any golf lesson is the instant elimination of the one critical unconscious motion that allowed you to compensate for all of your many other errors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone replaces his divot after a perfect approach shot. A golf match is a test of your skill against your opponents' luck. It is surprisingly easy to hole a fifty foot putt. For a 10. Counting on your opponent to inform you when he breaks a rule is like expecting him to make fun of his own haircut. Nonchalant putts count the same as chalant putts It's not a gimme if you're still away. The shortest distance between any two points on a golf course is a straight line that passes directly through the center of a very large tree. You can hit a two acre fairway 10% of the time and a two inch branch 90% of the time. If you really want to get better at golf, go back and take it up at a much earlier age. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since bad shots come in groups of three, a fourth bad shot is actually the beginning of the next group of three. When you look up, causing an awful shot, you will always look down again at exactly the moment when you ought to start watching the ball if you ever want to see it again. Every time a golfer makes a birdie, he must subsequently make two triple bogeys to restore the fundamental equilibrium of the universe. If you want to hit a 7 iron as far as Tiger Woods does, simply try to lay up just short of a water hazard. To calculate the speed of a player's downswing, multiply the speed of his back-swing by his handicap; i.e., back-swing 20 mph, handicap 15, downswing = 300 mph. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are two things you can learn by stopping your back-swing at the top and checking the position of your hands: how many hands you have, and which one is wearing the glove. Hazards attract; fairways repel. A ball you can see in the rough from 50 yards away is not yours. If there is a ball on the fringe and a ball in the bunker, your ball is in the bunker. If both balls are in the bunker, yours is in the footprint It's easier to get up at 6:00 AM to play golf than at 10:00 to mow the yard A good drive on the 18th hole has stopped many a golfer from giving up the game. Golf is the perfect thing to do on Sunday because you always end up having to pray a lot. A good golf partner is one who's always slightly worse than you are....that's why I get so many calls to play with friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there's a storm rolling in, you'll be having the game of your life. Golf balls are like eggs. They're white. They're sold by the dozen. And you need to buy fresh ones each week. It's amazing how a golfer who never helps out around the house will replace his divots, repair his ball marks, and rake his sand traps. If your opponent has trouble remembering whether he shot a six or a seven, he probably shot an eight (or worse). It takes longer to learn to be a good golfer than it does to become a brain surgeon. On the other hand, you don't get to ride around on a cart, drink beer, eat hot dogs and fart if you are performing Brain Surgery !!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-4694791576914653184?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/6YEa7Ikt9bQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4694791576914653184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=4694791576914653184" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4694791576914653184?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4694791576914653184?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/6YEa7Ikt9bQ/understanding-golf.html" title="Understanding Golf" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3-xyPHU1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uvmFuXcYJF8/s72-c/golfers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/understanding-golf.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cARX8-fyp7ImA9WxRVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-4687906492479402328</id><published>2008-10-30T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:17:24.157-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-14T14:17:24.157-08:00</app:edited><title>Golfer's Crying Towel!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3nILEEKZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Su2QZtsbSw/s1600-h/crying+towel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268621266688158098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3nILEEKZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Su2QZtsbSw/s320/crying+towel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pro shop consisted of a concrete block structure built on a slab at the site of an old city dump. This modest primitive structure housed a U-shaped counter designed to sell buckets of balls for our driving range customers. A medium bucket was 50 cents, large was 75 cents, and extra large was 1 dollar. (My Dad was a great salesman. Notice the absence of a small bucket). Additionally, we sold tickets to play our par 3 course. On one wall there were usually 2 or 3 sets of clubs for sale, (I remember selling about one set per month, if we were lucky), a small snack bar and a few tables...which were never all full at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The West windows provided a spectacular view of the Rocky Mountains from Pikes' Peak to Mt. Evans to Long's Peak and several other 14,000 ft+ peaks. Many were snow capped year 'round including days when Summer temps reached 100 in the city . . . less than a two hour drive away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, one of the rituals we were forced to endure was being the recipient of horror stories from golfers who had just completed their rounds. Many had to describe every shot from the first T to the last putt! They informed us that the more they read about golf and the more lessons they took the worse they did. I heard these stories for years. Some readers wonder why I'm the outspoken Anti-Pro. I will guarantee if they had my background experience they would feel the same or more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was a tough Irish lady &amp;amp; had very little tolerance for whiners. After about 2 seconds of some golfer's moaning my Mom would throw them the crying towel and say "Tell your troubles to Jesus, the Chaplin's gone a shore!" You would have liked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anti-Pro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-4687906492479402328?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/dOq-XBmFYrw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4687906492479402328/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=4687906492479402328" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4687906492479402328?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4687906492479402328?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/dOq-XBmFYrw/golfers-crying-towel.html" title="Golfer's Crying Towel!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SR3nILEEKZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Su2QZtsbSw/s72-c/crying+towel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/golfers-crying-towel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkINSXkzfSp7ImA9WxRXFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-4691215447840073782</id><published>2008-10-20T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:16:38.785-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-20T16:16:38.785-07:00</app:edited><title>The Emperor's New Clothes</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPz9dLscTUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ky9wS7TXASw/s1600-h/Emperors-New-Clothes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259357142659124546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPz9dLscTUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ky9wS7TXASw/s320/Emperors-New-Clothes.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you will spot some similarities between this prophetic story and today's golf instruction. Mr. Andersen's story may also apply to our upcoming presidental election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Emperor's New Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Hans Christian Andersen (1805-75)adapted by Stephen Corrin in Stories for Seven-Year-Olds. London 1964&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so exceedingly fond of fine new clothes that he spent vast sums of money on dress. To him clothes meant more than anything else in the world. He took no interest in his army, nor did he care to go to the theatre, or to drive about in his state coach, unless it was to display his new clothes. He had different robes for every single hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the great city where he lived life was gay and strangers were always coming and going. Everyone knew about the Emperor's passion for clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now one fine day two swindlers, calling themselves weavers, arrived. They declared that they could make the most magnificent cloth that one could imagine; cloth of most beautiful colours and elaborate patterns. Not only was the material so beautiful, but the clothes made from it had the special power of being invisible to everyone who was stupid or not fit. for his post.&lt;br /&gt;"What a splendid idea," thought the Emperor. "What useful clothes to have. If I had such a suit of clothes I could know at once which of my people is stupid or unfit for his post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Emperor gave the swindlers large sums of money and the two weavers set up their looms in the palace. They demanded the finest thread of the best silk and the finest gold and they pretended to work at their looms. But they put nothing on the looms. The frames stood empty. The silk and gold thread they stuffed into their bags. So they sat pretending to weave, and continued to work at the empty loom till late into the night. Night after night they went home with their money and their bags full of the finest silk and gold thread. Day after day they pretended to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Emperor was eager to know how much of the cloth was finished, and would have loved to see for himself. He was, however, somewhat uneasy. "Suppose," he thought secretly, "suppose I am unable to see the cloth. That would mean I am either stupid or unfit for my post. That cannot be," he thought, but all the same he decided to send for his faithful old minister to go and see. "He will best be able to see how the cloth looks. He is far from stupid and splendid at his work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the faithful old minister went into the hall where the two weavers sat beside the empty looms pretending to work with all their might. The Emperor's minister opened his eyes wide. "Upon my life!" he thought. "I see nothing at all, nothing." But he did not say so. The two swindlers begged him to come nearer and asked him how he liked it. "Are not the colors exquisite, and see how intricate are the patterns," they said. The poor old minister stared and stared. Still he could see nothing, for there was nothing. But he did not dare to say he saw nothing. "Nobody must find out,"' thought he. "I must never confess that I could not see the stuff."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said one of the rascals. "You do not say whether it pleases you."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, it is beautiful-most excellent, to be sure. Such a beautiful design, such exquisite colors. I shall tell the Emperor how enchanted) I am with the cloth."&lt;br /&gt;"We are very glad to hear that," said the weavers, and they started to describe the colors and patterns in great detail. The old minister listened very carefully so that he could repeat the description to the Emperor. They also demanded more money and more gold thread, saying that they needed it to finish the cloth. But, of course, they put all they were given into their bags and pockets and kept on working at their empty looms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after this the Emperor sent another official to see how the men were ,getting on and to ask whether the cloth would soon be ready. Exactly the same happened with him as with the minister. He stood and stared, but as there was nothing to be seen, he could see nothing.&lt;br /&gt;"Is not the material beautiful?" said the swindlers, and again they talked of 'the patterns and the exquisite colors. "Stupid I certainly am not," thought the official. "Then I must be unfit for my post. But nobody shall know that I could not see the material." Then he praised the material he did not see and declared that he was delighted with the colors and the marvelous patterns.&lt;br /&gt;To the Emperor he said when he returned, "The cloth the weavers are preparing is truly magnificent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in the city had heard of the secret cloth and were talking about the splendid material.&lt;br /&gt;And now the Emperor was curious to see the costly stuff for himself while it was still upon the looms. Accompanied by a number of selected ministers, among whom were the two poor ministers who had already been before, the Emperor went to the weavers. There they sat in front of the empty looms, weaving more diligently than ever, yet without a single thread upon the looms.&lt;br /&gt;"Is not the cloth magnificent?" said the two ministers. "See here, the splendid pattern, the glorious colors." Each pointed to the empty loom. Each thought that the other could see the material.&lt;br /&gt;"What can this mean?" said the Emperor to himself. "This is terrible. Am I so stupid? Am I not fit to be Emperor? This is disastrous," he thought. But aloud he said, "Oh, the cloth is perfectly wonderful. It has a splendid pattern and such charming colors." And he nodded his approval and smiled appreciatively and stared at the empty looms. He would not, he could not, admit he saw nothing, when his two ministers had praised the material so highly. And all his men looked and looked at the empty looms. Not one of them saw anything there at all. Nevertheless, they all said, "Oh, the cloth is magnificent."&lt;br /&gt;They advised the Emperor to have some new clothes made from this splendid material to wear in the great procession the following day.&lt;br /&gt;"Magnificent." "Excellent." "Exquisite," went from mouth to mouth and everyone was pleased. Each of the swindlers was given a decoration to wear in his button-hole and the title of "Knight of the Loom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rascals sat up all that night and worked, burning more than sixteen candles, so that everyone could see how busy they were making the suit of clothes ready for the procession. Each of them had a great big pair of scissors and they cut in the air, pretending to cut the cloth with them, and sewed with needles without any thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was great excitement in the palace and the Emperor's clothes were the talk of the town. At last the weavers declared that the clothes were ready. Then the Emperor, with the most distinguished gentlemen of the court, came to the weavers. Each of the swindlers lifted up an arm as if he were holding something. "Here are Your Majesty's trousers," said one. "This is Your Majesty's mantle," said the other. "The whole suit is as light as a spider's web. Why, you might almost feel as if you had nothing on, but that is just the beauty of it."&lt;br /&gt;"Magnificent," cried the ministers, but they could see nothing at all. Indeed there was nothing to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;"Now if Your Imperial Majesty would graciously consent to take off your clothes," said the weavers, "we could fit on the new ones." So the Emperor laid aside his clothes and the swindlers pretended to help him piece by piece into the new ones they were supposed to have made.&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor turned from side to side in front of the long glass as if admiring himself.&lt;br /&gt;"How well they fit. How splendid Your Majesty's robes look: What gorgeous colors!" they all said.&lt;br /&gt;"The canopy which is to be held over Your Majesty in the procession is waiting," announced the Lord High Chamberlain.&lt;br /&gt;"I am quite ready," announced the Emperor, and he looked at himself again in the mirror, turning from side to side as if carefully examining his handsome attire.&lt;br /&gt;The courtiers who were to carry the train felt about on the ground pretending to lift it: they walked on solemnly pretending to be carrying it. Nothing would have persuaded them to admit they could not see the clothes, for fear they would be thought stupid or unfit for their posts.&lt;br /&gt;And so the Emperor set off under the high canopy, at the head of the great procession. It was a great success. All the people standing by and at the windows cheered and cried, "Oh, how splendid are the Emperor's new clothes. What a magnificent train! How well the clothes fit!" No one dared to admit that he couldn't see anything, for who would want it to be known that he was either stupid or unfit for his post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the Emperor's clothes had ever met with such success.&lt;br /&gt;But among the crowds a little child suddenly gasped out, "But he hasn't got anything on." And the people began to whisper to one another what the child had said. "He hasn't got anything on." "There's a little child saying he hasn't got anything on." Till everyone was saying, "But he hasn't got anything on." The Emperor himself had the uncomfortable feeling that what they were whispering was only too true. "But I will have to go through with the procession," he said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;So he drew himself up and walked boldly on holding his head higher than before, and the courtiers held on to the train that wasn't there at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hans Christian Andersen was born on 2. April 1805 in Odense (Denmark). He was son of a poor shoemaker and could hardly attend school. His father died when he was 11 years old. When Hans Anderson was the age of 14 he ran away to Copenhagen. In 1822 he went to the Latin school in Slagelse. He died in Copenhagen 4. August 1875 in the age of 70 years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-4691215447840073782?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/9xwHuCJf8U4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4691215447840073782/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=4691215447840073782" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4691215447840073782?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4691215447840073782?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/9xwHuCJf8U4/emperors-new-clothes.html" title="The Emperor's New Clothes" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPz9dLscTUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ky9wS7TXASw/s72-c/Emperors-New-Clothes.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/emperors-new-clothes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQBQnk6eSp7ImA9WxRXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-6151127459372368884</id><published>2008-10-18T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T06:25:53.711-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-18T06:25:53.711-07:00</app:edited><title>Thanks for Nothin'</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPnikZUhJ_I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ztGoVXdczHo/s1600-h/life+saver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258483154831878130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPnikZUhJ_I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ztGoVXdczHo/s320/life+saver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a href="http://www.mcgolf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-6151127459372368884?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/sBkQ8f7o4DU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6151127459372368884/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=6151127459372368884" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6151127459372368884?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6151127459372368884?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/sBkQ8f7o4DU/thanks-for-nothin.html" title="Thanks for Nothin'" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPnikZUhJ_I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ztGoVXdczHo/s72-c/life+saver.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-nothin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UDRH86eCp7ImA9WxRXEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-1488376185585789004</id><published>2008-10-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:14:35.110-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-16T15:14:35.110-07:00</app:edited><title>Straight Left Arm "Trick"!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPe7GMJB-TI/AAAAAAAAAho/khyB4rt_65c/s1600-h/bent+elbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257876804991056178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPe7GMJB-TI/AAAAAAAAAho/khyB4rt_65c/s320/bent+elbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPe7ljAAF0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/fffoeTHHsp4/s1600-h/Porgy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257877343703144258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPe7ljAAF0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/fffoeTHHsp4/s320/Porgy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the defining elements, the hallmark of a great golf swing, is a straight left arm. There is a direct relationship between a straight left arm and how well one plays our game. A straight left arm provides a wider arc which provides more power and consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of an accordion door that can collapse. It can never consistently close properly. Think of a porch swing. How smooth do you suppose the swing would "swing" if the chain didn't stay straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A straight left arm not only has many positive functions, but it looks cool. A bent left arm is a sign of a beginner or a golfer who never took having a nice swing seriously. Besides it looks crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is THE secret trick between you and me. If you tell your buddies how you suddenly over came the aggravating bent left arm, they will continue to whup your butt. Promise not to tell? Scout's Honor? Sign here___________ and proceed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). Take a comfortable address position with your left arm comfortably straight. There should be no tension and the left arm should be straight (not stiff) but loose and relaxed . . . but (again) STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2). Swing the club straight up, in front of your face, and directly over the top of your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3). Look up and notice that your left arm has remained straight. You are looking between your elbows, your hands are directly over your head, your left arm relaxed but straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4). Turn your left shoulder to the right . . . &amp;amp; point it slightly behind the ball. Make sure you let your hips turn, your left heel comes off the ground and there is no tension in your swing. If you feel tension, turn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5). You will notice that you have no problem keeping your left arm straight. Repeat this drill until it is very natural to keep your left arm straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6). Take you normal swing. If the left arm bends, repeat the steps above until it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the left arm straight is easy and you should have it licked in a very short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you to honor our agreement. Tell no one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The Anti-Pro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1488376185585789004?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/vk6Rcvbgty0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1488376185585789004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1488376185585789004" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1488376185585789004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1488376185585789004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/vk6Rcvbgty0/straight-left-arm-trick.html" title="Straight Left Arm &quot;Trick&quot;!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPe7GMJB-TI/AAAAAAAAAho/khyB4rt_65c/s72-c/bent+elbow.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/straight-left-arm-trick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkANQnY_fyp7ImA9WxRQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-5003380788423212296</id><published>2008-10-13T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:59:53.847-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-13T15:59:53.847-07:00</app:edited><title>"As A Man Thinketh"</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPPQJzDh79I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yqdCqanpUyY/s1600-h/thinketh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256774056813916114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPPQJzDh79I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yqdCqanpUyY/s320/thinketh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the exact date a friend of my wife gave us " &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a Man Thinketh,__&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was 30 something. It changed my life, forever. I have recommended this book to several friends and the effect has been the same for them. The book is very inexpensive and is a quick, enjoyable read. It should be required reading for each and every human being. Look on EBay, Amazon . . . etc. Let me know how it changes your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;/div&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-5003380788423212296?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/6qigMxarRws" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5003380788423212296/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=5003380788423212296" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/5003380788423212296?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/5003380788423212296?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/6qigMxarRws/as-man-thinketh.html" title="&quot;As A Man Thinketh&quot;" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SPPQJzDh79I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yqdCqanpUyY/s72-c/thinketh.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-man-thinketh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUDQXk7cSp7ImA9WxRQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-4296732631108691192</id><published>2008-10-08T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:51:10.709-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-13T15:51:10.709-07:00</app:edited><title>Younger Next Year</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SO-6Z6cyZgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/u5IxRS4Ma6s/s1600-h/dance.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255624244514153986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SO-6Z6cyZgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/u5IxRS4Ma6s/s320/dance.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'Tis more blessed to give than receive," is an expression some may regard as corny . . . but it works for me. It is much more fun for me to give someone something and see the smile on their face, or receive a success story about how the joy of one's life has increased because of my golf instruction, than it is for me to get something, . . . a gift that I don't like in the first place, such as a tie, for Christmas, with ducks on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having covered that, I must share something with you that will, indeed, change your life. it has mine. The book___ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Younger&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: A Guide to living like 50 Until You’re 80 and Beyond by Chris Crowley and Henry S. Lodge, MD . . . &lt;/em&gt;and it is awesome. The book reaches far beyond the typical garden variety book on improving ones health because it works! We have the audio version and listen to it at home and in our car. It is so informative and fun to listen to that we are not in any hurry to get to our destination as we travel by car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best overviews can be found at &lt;a href="http://cbass.com/YoungerNext.htm"&gt;http://cbass.com/YoungerNext.htm&lt;/a&gt; This man is an authority on the subject of health and fitness and I've been a fan of his for decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Younger Next Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is available for both men and women and can be found at several places on the WWW . . . Amazon, EBay, their site, &lt;a href="http://www.youngernextyear.com/"&gt;http://www.youngernextyear.com/&lt;/a&gt;You will love it! Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a href="http://www.mcgolf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-4296732631108691192?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/D2If73s5WZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4296732631108691192/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=4296732631108691192" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4296732631108691192?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/4296732631108691192?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/D2If73s5WZQ/younger-next-year.html" title="Younger Next Year" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SO-6Z6cyZgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/u5IxRS4Ma6s/s72-c/dance.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/younger-next-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIGRX0yeyp7ImA9WxRQFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-6068739918440524407</id><published>2008-10-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:28:44.393-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-10T13:28:44.393-07:00</app:edited><title>A Golfer's Soap Opera!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOpSIA507nI/AAAAAAAAAhA/mSpp-fXdZ6Y/s1600-h/soap+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254102212916080242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOpSIA507nI/AAAAAAAAAhA/mSpp-fXdZ6Y/s320/soap+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adhering to the stringent policy of protecting the identity of my students I submit the following saga employing the utmost discretion and anonymity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dedicated reader may remember a past post entitled &lt;strong&gt;Breaking News&lt;/strong&gt;. To avoid redundancy, you may want to turn back the pages of this blog for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular golfer approached, dare I say desperately pleaded with me___ to view his swing, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;via video tape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, analyze and offer suggestions. I agreed to do so for &lt;strong&gt;FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that there was something in it for me. That something was the satisfaction of seeing a pile of clay turn into a magnificent sculpture. I became involved in this mission personally and up to my eyeballs, with great hopes for the student and the obvious thrill of seeing how I could transform his golf swing. But more importantly, to inspire you___the reader___and all other golfers that were about to witness the complete transformation of a golf swing, in a short period of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video arrives. The back swing was far short of the recommendations on the DVD, the left arm was bending way too much, the head was moving all over the place, there was no&lt;br /&gt;display of power in the swing, there was no forward press, the back swing was way too fast, and the follow through was pathetic. There's more but you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, or should we say WE, went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step the swing was transformed into something quite striking. After only one week the swing was hardly recognizable from the previous swing. He emailed and asked what I wanted for Christmas. I told him that a video of his new sensational swing would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos were emailed 2 and 3 times a week. The transformation was stunning. The back swing became full, the left arm straight, the pace of the back swing became slow and deliberate, the forward press set the tone for a swing that was waltz timed tempo based, there was real power, the swing looked relaxed, natural , and in the hands of a fine golfer. The follow through would need some tweaking and the metamorphose would be complete. The small egg would morph into a soaring Eagle, the nondescript bud would turn into a gorgeous Orchid, the 97 pound weakling would become Mr. Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife joined in the excitement of seeing, before our very eyes, the remarkable difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG," said she, "is that . . ._____? Doesn't even look like the same golfer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few short weeks the swing was completely reworked and became a thing of beauty with power and consistency to spare. The swing was 90% there! Then FLASH ! . . . followed by BOOM! . . . lightening &amp;amp; thunder strike!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jim, I have a blister."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So? I thought, Do I hear a violin playing "my heart cries for you?" I had dozens and dozens of blisters. Babe Zaharias and Ben Hogan got blisters that bled. They wrapped their hands in gauze and continued to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Jim, I practiced for 2 hours, I'm pretty tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ben, The Babe &amp;amp; I practiced for 8 hours some days, and got tired, but who cares. I'm your golf coach not your Mommy, I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race car was starting to leak oil. Yikes, is the right front tire starting to wobble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Jim, some say that Sam Snead was double jointed and that's why he had a full swing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Front and left rear tires have the major wobbles. More oil leaking, right front wheel rips loose and bounces, dangerously over the fence &amp;amp; directly toward the horrified, screaming fans in the grand stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on golf student, the checkered flag is in sight. OMG, the yellow flag just came out and is flapping like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Old Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Jim, someone came by and told me I could hurt my back with my new swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Baby Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . . . Major oil leak, bottom of race car shooting flames, gas leak, engine blows, black smoke belching from exhaust pipe, two more wheels fall off, sparks fly 30 feet in the air, car pieces fly off in all directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few short days of climbing Mr. Everest, he sat down on his backpack. He "beached himself' like a whale, shot himself in the temple playing Russian Roulette, and sabotaged a golden opportunity to have a swing to die for, a swing in the 1% class of all golfers, a swing others would stop to watch and drool over. Split seconds from Grrr-rabbing the brass ring he falls off of the Carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such high hopes for him and the untold golfers he could inspire with his example. I am seriously disappointed for him, but more importantly for all golfers who could bear witness to how easy and quick it is to build a pretty, powerful, effective and consistent golf swing in a few short weeks. I saved the videos, showing his remarkable progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the World Turns, the Soap Opera reveals the true character of this cast member. It turns out the passion I perceived was only lip service. The stuff that makes golfers very good or great simply wasn't there. When he told me he would do anything to have a great swing, he was simply reading his lines in the Soap Opera script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good deed ever goes unpunished. It's his loss, but my sadness at seeing someone so close, caving in at the last moment is huge. Perhaps if he was paying for my advice he would have valued it more dearly. Who said life was fair? "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a crying shame",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as Mom used to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan,&lt;br /&gt;The Anti-Pro, The Maverick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a href="http://www.mcgolf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-6068739918440524407?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/or6SIWUn-x8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6068739918440524407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=6068739918440524407" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6068739918440524407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/6068739918440524407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/or6SIWUn-x8/golfers-soap-opera.html" title="A Golfer's Soap Opera!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOpSIA507nI/AAAAAAAAAhA/mSpp-fXdZ6Y/s72-c/soap+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/golfers-soap-opera.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIESHw8fSp7ImA9WxRRF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-8203454925585974029</id><published>2008-09-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:35:09.275-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-29T13:35:09.275-07:00</app:edited><title>Golfer's Crap Shoot!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOE4AvdkirI/AAAAAAAAAYg/L-0Hm0CUExY/s1600-h/craps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251540225882360498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOE4AvdkirI/AAAAAAAAAYg/L-0Hm0CUExY/s320/craps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take lessons from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different "PGA certified, pasteurized, &amp;amp; homogenized" golf pros and get &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;different views on how to swing a golf club. Wouldn't you think that at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of them would agree on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;THING&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;different golf books from supposed authorities and none of them agree on any THING. Wouldn't you think that at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; could agree on Some THING&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;different golf magazine tips from hot shot golf instructors with a new toup, over-bleached teeth, pink slacks &amp;amp; canary yellow shirts and discover how to ruin your game in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;article.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different DVDs and get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different views on how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to swing a golf club. Wouldn't you think that feedback from customers would have put them out of business by now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch the "catch".&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they knew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW THE GOLF SWING REALLY WORKED ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;doesn't it logically follow that they would agree on SOMETHING&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But since they don't, the uninformed golfer continues to buy more and more of their endless supply of addictive junque! The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is__ they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know what the golfer will &lt;strong&gt;"fall for"&lt;/strong&gt; and how to get their money. Being successful in the sales of golf information doesn't require good golf instruction, just good marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder golfers throw clubs, break clubs, sell clubs, get frustrated and confused and quit. They find little joy in our game instead of a &lt;strong&gt;LOT!&lt;/strong&gt; Keeping the naive golfer/customer confused is how the golf instructor and other predators survive. In that group of "bedfellows" one might find starving sharks, con-artists, drug pushers, medicine men, carnival barkers, wall street shysters, political scoundrels and eventually your friendly neighborhood nut house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-8203454925585974029?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/Ulegi0rOo2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8203454925585974029/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=8203454925585974029" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/8203454925585974029?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/8203454925585974029?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/Ulegi0rOo2U/golfers-crap-shoot.html" title="Golfer's Crap Shoot!" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SOE4AvdkirI/AAAAAAAAAYg/L-0Hm0CUExY/s72-c/craps.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/golfers-crap-shoot.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQMRngyfip7ImA9WxRSFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037525523871524241.post-1695256192078387245</id><published>2008-09-17T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:53:07.696-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-17T09:53:07.696-07:00</app:edited><title>What's More Important?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SNEwIi8loOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s7UpEJaOYFc/s1600-h/horse+and+carriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247027964241354978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SNEwIi8loOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s7UpEJaOYFc/s320/horse+and+carriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's More Important!&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;The horse or the carriage? The passer or the receiver? The husband or the wife? The instructor or the student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ship orders to every state in the United States, Canada, Mexico, Ireland, Scotland, France, Germany,Switzerland, New Zealand, Australia, Austria,&lt;br /&gt;China, Japan, Iceland, Greenland, Brazil, Argentina, United Kingdom, Bahamas, Thailand, Belgium, South Africa, Singapore, Costa Rica, Poland, Denmark,Philippines, Norway, Finland, Italy,Malaysia . . . every country on our blue-green globe with the exception of the North and South Poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sell more DVDs to foreign countries than the USA. We sell more DVDs to California, Texas, Florida, and New York than all the other states combined. We currently sell more DVDs to the United Kingdom than to the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We send the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;same instruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to every county, every student. Our instruction is the standard. The student is the variable. The degree of success is totally dependant on the student's dedication and devotion to that instruction. The instruction alone will make little difference. The instruction and a dedicated student have had a huge impact on countless golfers, many of whom, we will never have the pleasure of meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The various possibilities for golfers and instruction are these . . . Bad instruction-good student. Good instruction-bad student. Bad instruction-bad student. Good instruction-good student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of today's golf instruction is flawed and may, unfortunately, end up in the hands of a good students willing to do their part, only to discover that their game is worse off. The only winners are the sellers of that instruction. There is also the scenario of the golfers who have within their reach some fine golf instruction, either ours or the rare gifted golf instructor, who are unwilling to do their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have seen the complete spectrum. It doesn't matter where our instruction goes, the results are the same. A small percent really work at it and do extremely well. Most work at it some with noticeable improvement. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then there are those who think that just having our instruction sitting in a pile with their other golf instruction DVDs will somehow make a difference, as they rush to buy more instruction thinking that the secret is in the reading or viewing of the information alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rare students who are fully dedicated to reaching their potential, with the proper work ethic, who follow my instruction (to the letter) make my life (and theirs) an absolute joy. Live everyday like it will be your last. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Someday it will be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim McLellan&lt;br /&gt;The AntiPro/The Maverick&lt;br /&gt;Visit or Return to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mcgolf.com/"&gt;McGolf Home of the Perfect Golf Swing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037525523871524241-1695256192078387245?l=mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~4/qMUoaMTUIc8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1695256192078387245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037525523871524241&amp;postID=1695256192078387245" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1695256192078387245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037525523871524241/posts/default/1695256192078387245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xFVI/~3/qMUoaMTUIc8/whats-more-important.html" title="What's More Important?" /><author><name>The Anti-Pro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17241081001600690474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01622910386458583665" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ho2Zi96OCDM/SNEwIi8loOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s7UpEJaOYFc/s72-c/horse+and+carriage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mcgolfsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-more-important.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
