Confessions of a Nongolfer

My instructor watches patiently as I try to relax my grip on the 8-iron and let the club drop forward ever so slightly, while at the same time keeping my back straight and my butt out, with just a little flex in the knees, but not too much. Staying balanced on the balls of my feet, thinking about stretch and speed, about following through the swing so it lifts my right foot off the ground and sends the ball flying straight and high. The tension mounts and I'm thinking, “Ha, this is why I