Claimant C
A driving iron is a weather instrument
Not a personality. Not a tour-player costume. On this harbor it is the club that keeps a ball under a gust that would knock a 5-wood into the next municipal fairway.
When the river hires it
Afternoon Elizabeth wind. Tight pine alleys. A player who already hits irons like irons. A 3-wood that balloons. Those days the driving iron is the honest occupant of slot three, and sometimes even slot one off a brutal tee.
When it is cosplay
Still, humid mornings with no gust. A player who cannot squeeze a long face. A bag that already has a 3-iron doing the same low work. We have watched people buy driving irons because a neighbor on a ship owned one. Neighbors are not a fitting argument.
It has to win the corridor
Celia’s fan does not care about the stamped badge on the sole. If the driving iron is a low worm-burner you cannot hold on a green, it loses to the 7-wood even on a windy ticket. Low is not the same as useful.