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Jack Nicklaus applauds the rollback of golf balls AND also suggests one more BIG change…

Tell us in the comments if you are a fan or not so much… We reveal our insider take below ? – Spoiler Alert… Nah – Gotta read on to find out…

The legend. Undisputable. I mean come on, With 18 major championships under his belt, it’s safe to say that when Jack Nicklaus weighs in on hot topics surrounding the sport, people listen. I know I do…
Back in March, the USGA and R&A announced their plan to roll back the ball for professional golfers, a controversial move that would come into effect from January 2026.
One supporter of the move is the most successful major championship golfer of all time, with Nicklaus praising the decision this week while speaking with legend Annika Sorenstam on her SiriusXM show, Annika.
“It’s what I call a good start. What they’ve done with the golf ball, you know, it’s gonna affect the Rory McIlroys and Justin Thomases maybe 14 or 15 yards. And they certainly can afford that. The average golfer maybe four or five yards. And of course, they can adjust themselves easily by moving their tee-up. It’s bifurcation right now, but I mean, ultimately I think they all will be playing the same golf ball.”
Off-topic, well kinda, I simply couldn’t resist – I love this every time I watch it. In yo face Mr. Logo AKA Johnny Miller. Sooooo if you haven’t seen this iconic moment where Jack nonchalantly walks up, takes a single look, and mic drops a 2000-foot put (OK – you got me – it was 102 feet with multiple tiers and breaks) you have to watch it!
However, here’s the rub…Ol’ Jackie boy is calling for more and has shared his wish that the governing bodies now turn their attention to the sweet spot on the driver. Now, you’re playing with our emotions Jack – Look we get you were playing with baby spoon drivers and balata balls but adjusting the ball to go less far and making it harder to stripe one off the 1st tee at the 4-man scramble, maybe, just maybe, are we trying to move the needle too far too soon. Just sayin’! The goal is to make things more fun, to make this game grow (and it has by staggering amounts since Covid), oh yeah, and probably most importantly get new players, and new viewers, not to protect records… Rant over. Shall we continue… Ok let’s do it – Buckle up!
“And, you know, the one thing they haven’t done, which I would certainly like to see ’em do, is reduce the size of the sweet spot on the driver, which is one thing they talked about doing and they didn’t end up making it happen. By reducing the sweet spot, it will make the guys have to be a little bit more precise and they just can’t just stand back, wail at it, and hit it anywhere on the club head and still see the ball go 300-something yards. They have to be a little bit more precise. And when they connect on it and hit it in the right spot then they deserve to get their yardage.”
What do you think of the Golden Bear’s suggestion, Insiders? I for one couldn’t disagree more. Addition by subtraction math doesn’t sit well with the kid.
YES – that just happened. I just referred to myself as the kid… Admittedly, I am not Ken Griffey Jr., but I do have a T-shirt that says “The Kid” on it with Griffs’ image. So, Yeah, I am kind of a big deal. Pics or it didn’t happen – copy that ghost rider, Alrighty then – Boom Done. Kid Out!

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Meet The Canadian Open Qualifier Tied To ClickIt Golf!
“This week was incredible,” he said. “A dream come true.”

Josh Goldenberg doesn’t plan to quit his day job. But he had a great time dabbling in his old career.

He gave up on pro golf, then qualified for his first PGA Tour event.
Read the full story here
https://golf.com/news/josh-goldenberg-rbc-canadian-open/?amp=1
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Bets & Babes: Betting on Birdies

In this latest episode of Bets and Babes join me and my special guest Robert from the World Series of Golf as we tee up a whole new way to think about betting on the green.
We break down golf betting basics, share hilarious stories and talk about how to bet in a way that might resonate with us ladies.
Whether you’re a total newbie or just curious how to make golf Sundays more exciting, this episode delivers fun, flirty, and smart tips to get you in the game. 🎧⛳💸
Click below to listen to the entire episode and leave your comments and suggestions for future episodes.
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The Bogey Man’s Guide to Accidental Course Exploration: Or, How I Found My Ball (Eventually) in the Rough of Life

Ah, golf. The gentle game of precision, patience, and occasionally, profound personal humiliation. You know, the kind that makes you question all your life choices, particularly the one where you decided to spend your Saturday morning chasing a tiny white ball around 18 acres of manicured torture.
Boo here, reporting live from the depths of a particularly thorny patch of “rough” that I’m fairly certain wasn’t on the course map. My mission? To recount a tale of a golf shot so spectacularly off-target, it became less about breaking par and more about breaking new ground. Literally.
It was a glorious Tuesday. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and my swing felt… well, it felt like something. I was on the par-4 7th, a hole notorious for its deceptive dogleg and a bunker that swallows balls faster than a hungry teenager devours pizza. My plan was simple: a nice, controlled fade, landing gently just short of the green. A textbook approach, really.
What actually happened was less “textbook” and more “abstract expressionism.” My driver, bless its misguided heart, decided that “fade” was merely a suggestion, and “controlled” was a concept best left to professional pilots. The ball, a brand-new, gleaming Titleist Pro V1 (because, you know, optimism), launched with the trajectory of a startled pheasant and veered sharply right. So sharply, in fact, it cleared the cart path, hopped over the maintenance shed, and disappeared into what I can only describe as a dense, untamed jungle previously known as “the woods bordering the 7th fairway.”
Now, a lesser golfer, a more sensible golfer, might have declared it lost, taken a drop, and moved on with their dignity mostly intact. But I, dear readers, am Mr. Bogey Man. And the Bogey Man doesn’t abandon his children, especially when they cost $5 a pop.
So, armed with a 7-iron (optimism again, clearly), a profound sense of misplaced determination, and a faint hope that perhaps a deer had picked it up and was using it as a chew toy, I plunged into the abyss.
The first five minutes were a blur of tangled vines, unseen roots, and the distinct feeling that I was being watched by small, judgmental woodland creatures. My pristine golf shoes quickly became mud-caked relics. My carefully tucked-in shirt became a casualty of low-hanging branches. I swear, I heard a squirrel snicker.
Then, a glimmer! A flash of white amidst the green. “Aha!” I cried, startling a family of robins. I pushed through a particularly stubborn bush, only to find… a discarded plastic water bottle. My heart sank faster than my last putt from 3 feet.
I pressed on, muttering to myself about the unfairness of golf, the existential dread of lost balls, and whether it was too late to take up competitive napping. Just as I was about to give up and declare the ball a permanent resident of the arboreal underworld, I saw it. Nestled perfectly at the base of an ancient oak, gleaming defiantly, was my Pro V1.
The triumph! The sheer, unadulterated joy! It was like finding the Holy Grail, if the Holy Grail was spherical and prone to slicing. I carefully extracted it, brushed off a few leaves, and held it aloft.
Then I looked around. I had no idea where I was. The fairway was a distant, hazy memory. The cart path? A myth. I was utterly, gloriously lost.
It took another fifteen minutes of bushwhacking, a brief but intense wrestling match with a particularly aggressive thistle, and the accidental discovery of what I’m pretty sure was a very old, very moldy sandwich, but I eventually stumbled back onto the course. My playing partners, who had long since finished the hole and were contemplating sending out a search party (or at least ordering another round of drinks), looked at me with a mixture of pity and amusement.
My score on the 7th? Let’s just say it involved a number that would make a mathematician weep. But the story? The adventure? The sheer ridiculousness of it all? Priceless.
So, the next time your ball decides to take an unscheduled tour of the local flora and fauna, don’t despair. Embrace it. See it as an opportunity for accidental exploration. You might not break 80, but you’ll definitely have a story. And isn’t that what golf is really about? (Besides the frustration, the lost balls, and the occasional snickering squirrel, of course.)
Until next time, keep those swings (mostly) in bounds, and remember: even a bogey can be an adventure.
Boo
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