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The Lydia Ko Approach

Larry's Dilemmas





  The Lydia Ko approach



Ice cool Kiwi golfer Lydia Ko is driven to succeed



by SIMON PLUMB
November 2014

Ten years ago, when Lydia Ko first walked into the office of mental performance coach David Niethe, she was just seven years old.But even then, beyond the hours spent on the practice range, putting green and even at school, Ko was working on what would become her defining ability: psychological strength.

Before Ko claimed a $1.9 million jackpot last week - winning both the LPGA's season-long Order of Merit and the Tour Championship - her first year as a professional had already cemented a global reputation for a rare calmness under pressure, a startling maturity way beyond Ko's teenage years.


Last Monday things went to a new level. With the eyes of the golfing world set on the start of the lucrative, sudden-death playoff in Florida, 24-year-old Carlota Ciganda was on edge: her Iberian temperament twitching in full view.
In comparison, 17-year-old Ko was so relaxed she was yawning. As much as Ko's golfing performances have stunned the world in her fledgling year, it's the way in which she's done it that has struck a chord and baffled former greats and commentators.

While grown men around the world fizz with rage during their weekly hack around the links, this 17-year-old is as serene as it gets - and that includes on the elite men's game. And that, says Neithe, is the lesson. Because believe it or not, Ko actually battles nerves.


"Lydia is no different in that she does get nervous. Where she is very different, though, is her desire to control it," said Niethe.

"One of the first things we worked on was she used to get really anxious on the first tee. So we went through breathing exercises just to control the physiology."

"What it comes down to is a real desire to develop a behaviour. It's self management and self control - and Lydia has incredible self control. You do not see her upset, neither do you see her overly excited. The time for that is after she has finished playing. What we see on a Saturday games is people who get down on themselves, or we get the other extreme with people throwing clubs. And they wonder why they can't progress."



David Niethe





"What we're talking about is a formula that will change a golfer's life. You truly have to understand that getting upset does not help you to improve your performance. Yet people beat themselves up day in, day out."

One of the first building blocks Niethe placed in Ko's mind was getting her to understand the need for equilibrium - maintaining a constant mental state rather than giving in to emotion.
Understanding it is one thing, having the discipline to do it is another entirely.
"I'm constantly asked, 'What's the secret with Lydia?' The challenge is about 'getting it'. She actually just goes out there and has fun. I think in general people try and complicate things."

"One of the things I teach is called the performance window. In that window we have assertive behaviour, assertive physiology and everything that is habitual.
The key - and this is why Lydia is so damn good - is consistency. People have got to observe her behaviour, and this is what we've worked on. In the performance window we don't get passive, we don't get aggressive, we maintain an assertive mindset." "If you're confident out there having fun, then you can perform in a way where even if you hit a bad shot, you can stay in that performance window."

Niethe, who began his career as an athlete and was a former New Zealand strongman competitor, has since turned his prime professional focus from muscular to psychological strength.
But perhaps the most startling thing is Niethe's unequivocal confidence in what Ko still has left to show. We are only just seeing, he says, the tip of the iceberg.

"Lydia's only just started and she's still maturing as an individual. I think what we're about to witness is one of the greatest decades ever in women's golf," he said. "I don't think anything's going to change for her. Lydia will be this country's first female in the Hall of Fame and when that time comes, probably one of the youngest ever too."


"What's absolutely vital to Lydia's success is humble confidence in her performance. She's very proud of herself, too. She works bloody hard. And let's face it, hard work always pays off."




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  Larry's Dilemmas

Anger, Denial, Bargaining, Depression, and finally Acceptance

by Larry David

On the par-3, 175-yard fourteenth hole at Riviera, I hit my tee shot a mere ninety yards and a physics-defying thirty degrees to the rightóalmost sideways. Itís a miracle I got my right leg out of the way, or I could have shattered it with the club. As I walked to the ball, I remarked to my friend that after seventeen years of playing this course Iíd never seen someone hit a ball anywhere near where mine ended up. He had never seen it, either. ďWhatís more,Ē I said, ďI couldnít care less.Ē My friend was taken aback. But I meant it. I didnít care, and I didnít particularly care about the next shot, either. I felt liberated, not unlike the way I felt when my wife left me, except this time I didnít take up skipping.

Finally, after years of pain and struggle, I had accepted the fact that I would never be a good golfer. No matter how many hours I practiced, no matter how many instructors I saw, how many books and magazines I read, or how many teaching aids I tried. Then it hit me. According to Dr. Elisabeth KŁbler-Rossís book ďOn Death and Dying,Ē Acceptance was the final stage of grief that terminal patients experience before dying.
The others being Anger, Denial, Bargaining, and Depression. I was in the final stage! When I started thinking about it, I realized that Iíd gone through every one of those stages, but not as a terminal patient . . . as a golfer.

My first stage: Anger. There was a time when I was always angry on the course. Driving fast in the cart. Throwing clubs. Constantly berating myself. ďYou stink, four-eyes! You stink at everything. You canít even open a bottle of wine! You canít swipe a credit card at the drugstore! You canít swipe. And youíve never even been to the Guggenheim. The Guggenheim! And call your parents, you selfish bastard!Ē Then Iíd walk off the course and vow never to play again, only to return the following week for more of the same. I hardly ever finished a round. Once, I bought a brand-new set of clubs, and then, after a particularly terrible day, I gave them to the caddy at the sixteenth hole and left.





The Anger phase lasted for years, and then I entered the next phase, Denial. ďAll I need are some lessons,Ē I told myself. ďWhy should everyone else be able to do it and not me? Why are they good? Iím coŲrdinated. I have a jump shot! I can go to my left. Obviously I have it in me. I have it in me! Next year, Iíll go to Orlando and spend a week taking lessons with Leadbetter. I donít care what it costs. How can you spend a week with Leadbetter and not get better? Itís impossible.Ē But I did, and I didnít.

The third stage was Bargaining, and I did my share of that. ďPlease, God. All I want to do is hit the ball. What is it You want? Good deeds? Give me a swing and Iíll give You good deeds up the wazoo. Iíll help sick kids, the homeless . . . well, sick kids. Iíll stop all the mocking. Iíll give up cookies, coffee, coffee cake, cashmere. Iíll go to temple. Is that what You want? Temple? Done! Can I bring my BlackBerry? O.K., no BlackBerry, I promise! Just let me hit the ball! What do You care?Ē He didnít. What kind of God wonít let me hit the ball? What did I ever do to Him? He took my hair, I didnít complain. I joked about it! I was a model bald man. Was it the TV show? Did He not like the show? Too mean? Iíll make it nicer! I can be nice. ďTell You whatóIíll visit my parents in Florida three times next year. Thatís right, You heard me. Three times! . . . Did I say three? Threeís crazy. No one can survive three trips down there. Itís suicide. Letís make it two. What do You say? Two trips to Florida! Iím only human!Ē And, by the way, I wasnít even asking to hit every shot. Or even every other shot. Or even every third shot. I said, ďGod, let me hit the ball every fourth shot and Iíll be happy.Ē Every fourth shot! But He didnít. He wouldnít. He wonít.





Then I drifted into the next stage, Depression. I was never going to be good. Never. Think what I couldíve done with all that time. Learned French. Piano. Iíd be playing Chopin now if it werenít for golf. Playing Chopin for Julie Delpy. But instead I wasted my life on this game. It looked so easy. The ball just sits there. Any idiot could do it. But every instinct I had was wrong. Youíre supposed to hit the ball down to make it go up. Thatís absurd. I want to hit it up to make it go up. When I try to hit down, itís like Iím splitting a log with an axe. All I do is chop up the course. And then thereís this one: the easier you swing, the farther the ball goes. How can that be? So you hit down to make it go up and swing easy to make it go far?

And now I find myself in the final stage, Acceptance. I will never be good. There, I said it. I like saying it. Iíll say it again: Iíll never be good. Itís just not something Iím suited for. Thatís O.K. Iím good at other things. What those are I have no idea. But Iím sure there are some. Flossing and dishwashing come to mind. Getting people I canít stand to like me is another. But golf ? No. I will never stand over the ball without considering the disaster about to befall me. Iíll never line up a putt and think Iíll make it. Never face a chip without fearing the decel. And yet Iíll continue to play, because I do hit some good shots, especially when Iím on the driving range.

I actually hit some great range shots. What the hell is that? Iíve had swing compliments on the range. ďI love your tempo,Ē a woman once said to me. Thatís rightóI have good tempo. Iíve had many other range compliments that I wonít bore you with, but, believe me, Iím an eight or a nine on the range. So itís clearly psychological. I wonder . . . what if I blindfolded myself ?

Is it possible?!

Have I stumbled upon the Secret?

It makes sense.

The reason I canít hit the ball is that I can see it!

Tomorrow Iím going to play blindfolded, and if that doesnít work then Iíll definitely and unequivocally accept Acceptance.

I just want to try this blindfold idea.
I have a very good feeling about it.
Very good.




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