Correction appended Mar. 2, 2007
Thwack. Almost every time he hit a long iron, Charlie McPhee would hear the dread sound of a golf ball headed for trouble. Thwack. Instead of hitting the ball solidly in the blade's sweet spot, he would catch it slightly forward, on his club's toe. "I was sick of hearing that sound," he says. "I would hear it in my sleep."
It was enough to drive McPhee, a Los Angeles--based real estate developer, to take drastic action. On Valentine's Day he plunked down $7,500 for a three-day intensive golf fantasy camp at the Titleist...