Mark,
Nope. It sucks and then doesn't land on the green.
Ball flight trajectory mirrors life if you think about it. When you're young and full of testosterone, booze and bat speed, the ball she fly high and finally landeth in a faraway kingdom.
Then, the ball she come off the club like fired from a rifle. It comes down and rolls a long way, but still in the same time zone.
Add another 10 years, the ball she fly, but not so far . . . . . but still straight.
10 more and you stand on the white tee with a f*cking pea shooter and hope to reach the fairway.
Does anybody have a treatment for the yips besides a broom handle or a midlife switch to a cack-handed grip? Tommy's "cure" worked fabulously well until the Bell Rang. In tournament conditions, that 4.25 inch hole shrank down to a thimble. Johnny Miller, following his improbable 1994 victory in the Crosby, remarked that he got through the round putting while looking at the hole. I believe he called it "the WOOD method." . . . . . . Works Only One Day.
Paging Dr. Katz.