Practice makes perfect, they say, but nobody’s perfect. So actually, practice is purely the pursuit of the unattainable. A vanity project doomed to failure. I think about that every time I rush to the course, too late to do anything other than greet my playing partners on the 1st tee, and then smear my ball into some hitherto unexplored part of the golf course.
I have a theory, developed over many years of watching and playing sport, and it is this: talent is the magic ingredient, without which nothing happens. You will, however, never hear a successful sportsperson say, Well, I’m quite good at what I do, so I went out there and did it.’ Too self-serving, delusional even. They would rather say, ‘Well, I’ve been working really hard in…
