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Admittedly, shorn of the mystical overtones, much of what Shea seems to propound sounds a lot like the commonsense approaches to golf that goes by various names, including Natural Golf, and the body-to-mind techniques taught by teachers like Peter Croker, Jimmy Ballard, Chuck Hogan, and others. But Shea, who has spent time absorbing the wisdom of each of the aforementioned, fervently believes human physiology is simply the starting place for a new and improved golf swing.
Hitting a good golf shot, he argues, is basically as easy or difficult as our information-clogged minds choose to make it.
"Whatever you've got," he is likely to say before offering some supportive nugget that sounds like corn wisdom from ancient Aztecs or the advice of a Tibetan Buddhist on being and nothingness, "you're halfway there."
He began by explaining to the students that, despite all they've heard to the contrary, golf is really easy.
He sends Kevin and Ken home from their big adventure in the "higher" game with one beguiling kernel of self¬awareness--an indication of how much work, as it were, they have left to do before attaining that higher level of golf-being.
"Let's say a Martian came to earth and asked you to tell him the three most important things about hitting a golfball, so he can take this knowledge home and show his people this marvelous game they're playing down on planet Earth," Shea proposes like a Zen koan to Ken and Kevin as they prepare to climb in Ken's Saab and head back home. "What three essential things would you tell him?" Ken, who admits he devours
instruction books the way his wife does Oprah's Book Club selections, has an immediate answer.
"Get your grip right. Hold your head still. Stay perpendicular to the target. Keep your left arm straight. Finish nice and high. And hold the position."
Shea smiles at Kevin as if it truly is a gift to be simple.
"That's nice, Ken," he says almost soothingly, then growls, "You've just told me six technical aspects of swinging a golf club from an instruction manual! Unfortunately, that has nothing
remotely to do with hitting a golf ball! The truth is, you've really screwed up that damned Martian, yourself, and probably me as well!"
At this time in the golf calendar, on the heels of the first true summer of the New Millennium, it's perhaps useful to pause and linger for a moment at the elbow of a true golf holy man like Shea and see if we can catch a glimpse of the game's next wave. Others already have, and who's to say he isn't light years ahead of us?
"When I first went to see Tom;" relates an enthusiastic Natalie Galligan, former Boston College golf coach and New
England Amateur champion, and one of Shea's expanding flock of devotees, "the experience was a little bit, I don't know, startling. ....
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