Blades will never die

No matter how hard they try to make it sound acceptable, the nonsense will continue. The smears. The lies. There is a certain person, we all know one because there is at least one Mickey Mouse in every group. You hear them bleat the same tired malarkey and balderdash despite clear evidence to the contrary. Facts. Evidence.

“Blades are dead. No amateur should play blades. Even the pros are getting away from blades.” Yakety-yak, talking smack.

Well, cavity-back breath, the top five players in the current World Golf Rankings ALL PLAY BLADES. Rory McIlroy just trashed his cavity backs and returned to Butterknife Heaven.

“Well, amateurs shouldn’t play blades.” Why not? Maybe just in your short irons. Maybe just on the range. The truth is blades have unparalleled feel and feedback, which will make you better. Yes, you will become a better golfer.

Think of it this way: You’ve just pured a Mizuno 7-iron blade into the green. It feels like the clouds have parted and St. Peter, holding a Titleist 620 MB 9-iron in his hands, is smiling, laughing and jumping up and down. “Nice shot,” he booms from the heavens.

“Thanks, Pete! I mean St. Peter! I mean, SIR!” you stammer, trying to control your giddiness.

It’s feels like driving a Ferrari F2004, perhaps the best F-1 racing car in history, winning at the Monaco Grand Prix, as Eurobabes wave from private boxes.

It feels like you are skiing right with Austria’s Franz Klammer during his electrifying Gold Medal giant slalom run at Innsbruck in 1976, as ABC’s Frank Gifford and Bob Beattie can barely contain their excitement: “OH! He almost went down! He’s skiing on the edge of disaster! He’s skiing on the edge of disaster! But he has to! He has to!”

It feels like Tom Brady taking command in the 2017 Super Bowl, bringing the Patriots back from a 25-point deficit to overcome the Falcons 34-28 in overtime. “Toss to White…He’sssssssss….He’s in! He’s in! The Patriots win the Super Bowl!”

Yeah, it feels like that. Blades will never die.