Mine was a whole set. British Air lost my clubs at Heathrow, they turned up seven weeks later, they were found in their Bomb Disposal unit.
In the interim while waiting for some new clubs to arrive, I started to use some knock-offs, I think they were called King Snakes.
Imagine my horror when I got a call that I was a possible stand-by to play in the Franklin Shoot-Out Pro-Am at The Sherwood C.C. in Thousand Oaks. The thought of Greg Norman (having just made a quick fortune when Fortune Brands bought Cobra), looking into my bag and seeing the counterfeits, was too much, I was glad the call didn't come!