However, he wisely second-guessed after looking over the prospects and figured that a sidehill lie with him standing above the ball was going to be a problem that he had better handle with care.
That sort of a shot will fade 90% of the time it's made. You are standing so you can't turn as easily as you can on level ground and you have to make an upright swing.
Bill took his three-wood and aimed to the right of the bunker. He made another fine swing. It was obvious that he had set up a plan in his mind and was going to trust his swing.
The shot had more fade to it than Bill had anticipated. It landed in the rough but it wasn't lying too badly. On most courses these days the rough isn't much more than long fairway. The game has been softened a lot by elimination of the tough and tight rough that bordered most fairways until about a dozen years ago.
My companion plainly was proud of his technique and judgment as he walked up to his ball. He appraised the situation and lifted a nine-iron out of his bag.
He was beginning to give me hope that he was learning fast and escaping from the terrors that arise in the imagination of the average golfer. Right here was one of those short shots that the ordinary player fears might go into a bunker guarding a green, so he doesn't concentrate on hitting the ball. He tries to scoop it up and he falls back onto his right foot. Up comes the club with its sole nipping the ball above its middle and skidding it along the grass. Would this happen to Bill?