Although my introduction to golf was in the spring of 1964, it was not until being station in England in the late 60s did I developed an appreciation for how the “grand old game” is played. Up until then, my “golf swing” had derived from the hand and eye coordination developed as a switch hitting baseball player and reading a couple of Hogan’s books including the classic Five Lessons.  “How hard can it be, the ball is sitting still, RIGHT?”, had always been the mindset. After a couple of rounds on a course outside Bury St. Edmunds, I had the answer! There is a big difference in “playing golf” and…