
Playing many moons ago in a university competition, I was having the round of my life. I stood on the 18th tee of the Old Course at St Andrews, four-under-par. I couldn’t believe it – a birdie on that relatively straightforward par-4 and I would be round in 67. On the Old Course! 'Oh man – that would be incredible,' I thought prematurely
I’d been hitting it dead straight off the tee all day but, for some cowardly reason, I decided to err on the side of caution and aim a little left. In so doing I opened up my body and hit a raging block/slice into the old Rusacks car park (here's a drill to fix your slice).