Battling the yips is never easy ... just ask Geordie Cassoff
If there's one thing golfers have nightmares about before a big tournament, it's getting the yips in the middle of a round. Like the dreaded shankapotamous that's known to rear its ugly head at a moments notice, the yips can have the same detrimental effect on the most important part of your golf game.
The saying "drive for show, putt for dough" is one that's known worldwide by golfers of all skill levels. We all know the importance of a putter that just feels right when we put it in our hands. So when a putter goes awry, the tendency is to throw in the trash and find a new one. That's the easy part of the game.
The yips? Well, that's another story. It doesn't really matter if the putter cost you $10 or $5,000; you're not making that 3-footer when your mind can't get past the fact that the shorty in front of you looks like a 50 foot, double-breaker.
Plenty of players have dealt with the yips and lived to tell about it; while others have given up the game all together after fighting what amounts to a massive roadblock in your golf game.
Geordie Cassoff is one of those players currently fighting the yips. As he told the Charlotte Observer's Ron Green Jr.recently, he's of the mindset that he'll try anything that works to get rid of the yips. And that includes using a driver during a tournament round.
Yes, a driver, as in the same club he uses to bomb 300-plus yard drives.
"I'd stand over a three-foot putt - and I still feel like this sometimes - and think I couldn't make it," Cassoff says.
He smiles when he talks about himself. It's not necessarily a happy smile.
Cassoff has tried a little of everything with putters, but nothing worked very well. He's not afraid to go his own way, obviously. He carries only six clubs because he usually walks when he plays and the bag gets too heavy with 14 clubs.
He plays with a driver, 3, 5, 7 and 9 irons, and a 56-degree wedge. It forces him to hit different shots, backing off some swings, powering others, working the ball in different directions with his limited club selection.
So the driver is just part of Cassoff's quirky personality. While I've carried only a couple of clubs before during a summer evening playing a quick 9, I usually like to have my whole bag with me during a round. So not only does he have to use his imagination when he doesn't have the "right" club in the bag; he also has to worry about visualizing that three-footer going in the hole. This guy's brain must be going a million-miles-a-minute.
But ultimately this story comes back to the fact that he uses a driver to putt. A driver!
As a high-school golfer in the Pittsburgh area, he started getting jittery over the short ones. He putted well enough with a 3-wood that he shot two of the lowest scores for his team one season, but the coach forced him to use a conventional putter.
Last summer, with the support of Furman golf course pro Kyle Stam, Cassoff went with what felt right on the greens - his driver.
"I'm still self-conscious about it," Cassoff says. "When I'm on the putting green, I'll usually hear a few one-liners about it."
And did I mention he'll be using his driver/putter to try and qualify for the U.S. Amateur Public Links? Good luck to the guy. I for one always feel bad for a guy dealing with the yips. He just needs to make sure he stays the hell away so I don't contract the disease.
15 comments
|
0 recs |
Do you like this story?
Comments
Howdy Wall...glad to see your with us
on another WEEKEND….And as far as this guy using his putter….Heck, it’s whatever melts your butter baby….Oh, and I would like to take this opportunity to offer Wendy our heart felt condolences and support in this, her hour of need….I realize England did not technically lose, but as a matter of pride and principal, yea, they did…..And as I’m sure she had more than a few bob on the game,….that must hurt also….We do love ya Wendy…STUB
Hey Court, I was oncet playing a gentlemanly round
with a person by the name of Mickey Mantle and he used his driver after the 3rd hole due to making the shaft of his putter look like a perfect U after bending it around a tree….Mickey hated to hit a 4 iron, and would break the one in his bag every round….The pro shop kept 3-4 in the shop just to put another in his bag each week….I wasn’t playing with him when this happened, but one time he keep beating the golf cart with the 4 iron until he had almost demolished the cart….At the turn, when he drove in with what remained of the cart, he got another cart, and told them to just put " the damm thing on my bill"……Man did have a temper, and if ya got to him quick, your bet was made…..STUB
That had to raise a few eyebrows watching someone destroy a cart and clubs like that. Can you imagine the public screams if someone like A-Rod or Jeter was seen doing that these days ?
(we assume you were gentleman enough for the two of you)
"this ball will fit in that fairway"
The real funny part of this, was that they
kept the cart near the entrance to the Pro Shop for about 3 months….sort of a WAR memorial as it were….The members made his life hell for a bit….more one liners and zingers than you could shake a stick at…He took it pretty good naturedly tho…STUB
Jumpin...the funny part of this
whole business was, that if he could control his temper, he actually could shoot a pretty decent round of golf….Always played in the 80s somewhere…..ya just never knew when the eruption would come….he was actually a very funny guy to be around….STUB
STUB, I caddied a handful of times for Whitey Ford
at a country club in Manhasset, NY. He’s a terrific guy, verry funny. Also very strong back then, hit the ball a ton. About a 10 handicap. Prettiest wife at the club. A real doll. I caddied for her too.
My fave joke he told me. Someone asked him what the Yankees got when they traded Horace Clark. He replied, “Six Adirondacks.”
Watching him walk down the fairway, one could easily notice how far out his left arm was bent from throwing all those curveballs.
He also told me the team really hated Jim Bouton after “Ball Four.”
TX...a bit off the path of yips, but an insight to Mickeys humor
We (he I and some others) had a favorite restaurateur by the name of Mel Holland, now deceased….Any hoo…his signature and pride and joy was his Clam Chowder….and it was to die for….He had some booths with curtains you could close, towards the back, and my wife and I always got the same one…One Saturday night, Mickey was at the bar with his wife ( a really great gal) and some of the other regulars….Best damm bone in Ribeyes in Dallas….We had ordered, and I got my usual bowl of Clam Chowder to start off, when the waiter came and asked how things were…I said worst damm stuff I had ever put in my mouth…He left, and immediately went and told Mel…he always wore a white starched waiters jacket, and I saw them both rush towards the kitchen….A few minutes later, he came walking by the booth, saw my wife and I and sat down and we had a good laugh….Had a great dinner, and when I got the check, gave my CC… a couple minutes later, the waiter came back and said it had been declined, and If I didn’t have enough money for the dinner, MR. HOLLAND would set up a private tab for me….This all announced very loudly….Than Mel came and said the GOTCHA….when we got up to the hostesses station, I said real loud, Mel, I don’t have any money for the valet…could you lend me a 5….Well Mickey just about fell off the stool laughing, and Mel said he was the one to tell me the card had been declined…Sure does bring back old memories…..STUB
That’s a great story…and sure beats talking about yips. A good restauranteur is a good friend to have – especially for the stories.
"this ball will fit in that fairway"
Members of my family frequent
Mickey Mantle’s restaurant in Manhattan. Very popular place.
An amazing think about The Mick is how a guy his size could run so fast to first base.
A joke I wrote when Maris hit 61 (I was pretty young): Where did Roger Maris keep his home run king trophy?
Over the Mantle.
That's a good one....Talking of Mickey running,
last time we played golf together, the man could hardly walk…sort of sad to see, but his love of a good joke was still there….I just enjoyed him for who he was, not for what he had done…He seemed to be able to pick out those that wanted to use him for something or other, and those of us who just liked the guy…I haven’t been to the Big Apple for a long time, but last time in even though they knew who my wife and I were, waited a half hour….well spent at the bar tho….STUB
"The Hand of Clod"
was the headline on several back pages. I’m philosphical about it – long way to go yet. No bets as yet – probably not until the quarterfinals – after I’ve seen how the teams play.
No yips here – but I do feel more confident over the longer putts for some reason.
This is a gender issue...it's been documented that women are more confident and at ease
over the longer ones, and for some unknown reason men (at least some) the shorter ones….And where is your pride and unwavering loyalty to the National Team….Easy said you were a player…..Get some quid down girl….show your loyalty…..remember, for richer or poorer….STUB

by 











