I put an Original One in the bag last year and want to buy 10 more. It's my favorite driver ever by far, longer and more consistent than anything else I've tried to wield, and honestly it's starting to become a go-to shot off-the-deck when left is bad. I never have liked a 460cc head. You may think this is atypical of Metalennials, but Tiger and I would disagree. Like millennials, we get confused with the generations that follow us.
We need a name for the generation that grew up on persimmon but began getting exposure to metal in early adulthood (Sean, Joe, Greg Norman), and the generation that played scruffy courses and experienced the pressure of competing for adult money and honor armed with sweet spots the size of a dime (Pete, Lee Trevino) before golf got so preppy.
Interestingly, it's not just an age thing. Trevino and Nicklaus aren't quite the same golf generation even if they're the same birth generation. Nicklaus is from the same golf generation as Mucci and those cats. The Golden Generation, in Jack's honor. And, I mean, because if you could choose for yourself... well you'd definitely choose that one right? Patterned pants, steel spikes and steely glares, good turf, beautiful clubs and bags, hair blowing in the wind against a blue sky. Did anyone ever see it rain on a decent golfer between 1965 and 1985?