The Shababa Manifesto

Chances are, if you've taken the time to pick up this book and read this dust jacket, you play golf.

Chances are better that if you play golf, then — as I delicately point out herein — you stink.

If you stink at golf, then you are a proud member of one of the most prolific but least elite tribes to ever wander the grassy plains of North America — the Shababas.

And this book is for you.

If you don't really know what swing you will pull out of your golf bag, or where your next shot will take you, this book is for you.

If you don't really believe that lessons, or practice, or training aids will make you any better, this book is for you.

If you don't really think that strong and weak Vardon grips, or pronation, or swing planes, or finding The Slot make a whole lot of sense for your game, this book is for you.

Finally, if you just love to play golf, in spite of your never-ending infirmities, because you really dig banging a ball around some beautiful real estate on a sunny day with guys with whom you just might pound a couple of pints after the round, this book is for you.

And if not, well I suggest you put down this tome and take a look at Ben Hogan's Five Lessons, which I'm sure is displayed far more prominently in this pro shop or bookstore.

And good luck with that!