There was a time when, no matter their level, golfers adopted the same physique. It tended to resemble that of a travelling salesman, who before and after long car journeys and sedentary meetings tackled the rigours of complimentary five-course dinners and breakfast buffets. Whether you were a world-ranked superstar or a 20+ handicap hacker, you were expected to sport a certain level of necessary ballast round the midriff and a...
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