“Whoa, where did you find those here?!” “What year are those?” “God, those are beautiful…”Īs excited as Jon and I were to hit them, so was Team Sub 70. So we headed over to Sub 70’s demo area, but on the way, multiple people stopped us and asked about the clubs.
Rightfully so, Jon insisted we needed to go hit these irons immediately. While Jon was sad to walk away from the jewel of his eye, we had new life in us after taking possession of a vintage classic. I was now the owner of a sick set of all-original 1973 Ben Hogan Apex irons! Of course, the guy then offers me a cash deal on the Hogans that allowed me to commit highway robbery. Frankly, the deal the guy offered was fair, but was too rich for our blood. I’ll save the story for him, but in short, no dice. Jon and I had decided on a strategy to get a killer deal on both the Mizunos and the Hogans. Sure enough, they were! Obviously, they looked even more beautiful the second time around. Alas, it was time go…and check if the hallowed iron sets were still there. After saying our hellos in the demo area, we, along with Team McEwen, circled around the booths of the various courses and resorts that were at the show. We agreed that on our way out in a couple hours, we’d see if the clubs are still there. Unfortunately, neither of us could shake the thoughts of the vintage gems we just saw. They now became part of the negotiations, but we still didn’t feel moved to bite… Doing the Right Thing…Īt this point, Jon and I finally made our way over to the demo area. A pristine set of Mizuno MP-14 irons, 2-PW. Meanwhile, as I’m talking to this guy, Jon spotted another gem just a bit further down from where the Hogans sat. Frankly, the offer wasn’t bad, but didn’t feel like something I needed to immediately jump on.
Yep, these were the real deal, but we didn’t know anything about them.īefore I could even think, the young gent running the booth grabbed the rubber-banded clubs and cuts the already decent price in half.
#BEN HOGAN IRONS WITH HIS FACE CRACK#
Rubber finely aged to a nice slick and plasticy texture that could crack at any second. Only an original 50-year-old grip has this feel. Upon closer inspection, all it took was one grab of the grip. They were either well-used newer Hogans or amazing condition vintage Hogans. We took a minute to peruse some classic Titleist blades when all of a sudden I hear “neat, check out those old Hogans…”Īs soon as he said it, the same clubs jumped out at me from the bottom rack. Our next stop was to swing over to the demo area to hit some clubs, however, as we meandered down our last row, we approached what was essentially a rat’s nest of used clubs. Jon and I probably could have been working a little harder to spread the DRH name, but what’re you gonna do? A gear nerd is going to do what a gear nerd does. So at this point, we’ve pretty much walked around the whole thing and seen every pair of khaki and grey pants there were to see. And like any good flea market, you just have to be diligent and seek out the hidden gems. That said, it was fun to catch up with some friends like Sub 70 Golf and the Tour Edge guys. As expected, it was bizarre as ever, totally washed out by Adidas and Under Armour clothes, and generally just a lot of stuff to sort through. It so happened my schedule was able to accommodate it so I went. I hadn’t been to the show in about 7 years, however, both Kris McEwen (from That Range Life – A Show Sometimes About Golf) and our own Jon Heise expressed interest and said I should go.
Stephens Convention Center in Rosemont, IL – a town wedged in between O’Hare and the actual city of Chicago. Let me tell you a small story about how I recently found my new favorite clubs – a set of 1973 Ben Hogan Apex irons…Įvery year there’s a giant golf show at the Donald E.
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