While I have been playing blades ever since those Hogans, gone are those days of being able to consistently hit the nickel-sized sweet spot swing after swing. That was when I was first introduced to the Ben Hogan brand, and the story of my first true love. They were so pure and so true, practicing became more of a joy than a chore, which is why they stayed in my bag for 15+ years. I remember hitting range ball after range ball for months with those clubs until I had laborer-like calluses. As he looked it up in the system, shrugged his shoulders, and told me the price pulled up as $125, I ran to grab the rest of the set and peeled out of the parking lot before he could look further into the matter. When I brought the famous “E” wedge up to the counter to ask about the sticker, the cashier had the same suspicious look on his face. It surely had to be a mistake, especially the -50% (condition) sticker. A work of art.Ī set of irons I could only dream to put in my bag, if not for the $400-$600 going rate for premium clubs, so I was a bit wary of the $250 price tag. My eyes lit up in equal parts awe, excitement, and suspicion, in that order. That summer, I remember perusing the used clubs at a second hand golf store, and was immediately drawn to the Ben Hogan ’99 Apex Blades. Back then, us “cart boys” would gladly take advantage of the golf course and range privileges, in exchange for cleaning some guys clubs for the first time since they bought them. Matt is a 3-5 handicap, former collegiate golfer, and has a driver swing speed of 115mph)īack when my handicap was at its best (2001, age 18), I was hitting hundreds of range balls and playing 3-4 rounds per week, enjoying the plethora of time pre-adult life allowed to spend at the golf course. (Editor’s note: This is the debut review from GU writer Matt Hackett.
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