" Good Afternoon,, Mr. Golfer. I am truly grateful that you have arrived safely. Let me have your bag. “
“ Konichiwa, gorufaa-san. Yoku zo go-bun ni oide kudasatta. “
In the forest mist, an old master and a samurai offer a deep bow. They have waited long for the seeker of the Golf Swing Ignition vault.
The journey begins. Your caddie leads at a grueling pace. The samurai struggles to keep up, his eyes locked on the caddie’s stable hips.
"Ano nimochi, ayumi ga hayasugete oitsukenu. Jūshin no kuzurenaki sono ashihakobi, masa ni kamiwaza nari."
"That caddie moves too fast to catch. His stride is perfectly balanced, without a single break in his center of gravity. It is a divine feat of movement."
The secret is Namba Aruki footwork. He eliminates the sway that ruins a golf swing by walking with his center of mass. Through his waraji slippers, he grips the earth, channeling ground power into a stable midsection. His legs move with freedom because his core is a fortress.
At nightfall, massive gates of iron and cedar appear. The air is heavy with incense and old wood. This is the path to the leather-bound chest and the golden tools of the Golf Swing Ignition.
At the threshold, a blacksmith offers a glowing, freshly forged driver. We cannot stop to admire the craftsmanship. We must mirror that centered glide to prove we have the discipline to enter.
"Forgive us, Gorufaa-san," the caddie called out, "but we need to get inside, there is another gate and we need to go!"
