Strangely, the first part of this conversation came about because a company that I was working for sponsored a women’s golf tournament, and this juicy tidbit of physiology and golf balls floated into my world. There was no way that I would miss having Sheila educate us all about it, and the ensuing punchline was impossible to deny.

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