Abstract
A golfer steps up to the tee, swings easily and effortlessly, and the ball streaks forward in a graceful curving arc, coming to rest two hundred and fifty yards away in the middle of the fairway. A second golfer steps up, puts down a ball, swings with gargantuan effort, falls off balance and stumbles backward, grabbing his aching back, as the ball streaks sideways in a horrible banana-shaped arc, coming to rest a hundred yards away in another fairway. The second man simply cannot understand how the first one does it. The duffer studies, takes lessons, pores over pictures, struggles painfully to get his body into the same position the other man assumes, and yet the ball will not go where he wants it. The name of the difference between these two men is talent.
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