Most people would say Lee Pace is a pretty good golfer. But Lee knew his game was slipping, and it needed help in a hurry. So he signed up for the Pinehurst Golf Academy, which fixed Kris Wilson (above) - and now Lee’s got his game back.
When my six-iron scruffed the turf a solid inch behind the ball and the resulting worm-burner scalded 15 yards left of my target on the 17th hole of a round last September—and then I repeated the same action on 18—I knew I needed help. Detox. Surgery. Medication. An out-of-body experience. Anything.
It was time to bury the 2013 summer golf season. It had been quite the disappointment.
I shot a pair of 77s on a 6,850-yard Tom Fazio course in late-June and early-July, but from there my game deteriorated over the summer into a blur of drives that faded weakly to the right on one hole and caromed off the world into pull-hook purgatory the next. I hit hybrid clubs fat and I stood frozen over 15-yard greenside recoveries, pondering a lofted wedge or a low-running chip and in the end being lucky to get the ball within 25 feet of the hole.
No confidence, too much junk in the head—that’s no way to play golf.
“Here it is—your downswing is too shallow. That’s where those fat shots are coming from,” Eric Alpenfels tells me one Friday morning in mid-October, holding court in the Pinehurst Golf Academy amid a hitting bay and phalanx of video cameras, laptop computers and high-def television screens.