Harry’s game
He learned early in life that the only difference between realising a dream and losing oneself in fantasy was back-breaking work. Hour upon hour was spent learning the secrets of every stick in his bag, mentally rehearsing every on-course scenario.
Throughout the history of the sport to this point, golfers had been holding the shaft of the club like a baseball bat. On his own, Harry had come up with an innovative overlapping grip that locked his powerful hands into a single unit, delivering a harder, surer strike. The ball obeyed him like a circus animal; fades and draws appeared on command and his standard shot flew straighter than bullets. All this with just eight clubs in his bag.