The moon doesn't lose anything when it wanes. It's the same moon the whole way through—full, dark, and every sliver between, running a schedule older than the game you're playing.
Your game keeps the same calendar. There are months where everything is lit up and months where you're finding your swing in the dark, and neither one was ever permanent. The full cycle runs down the spine of this one, numbered day by day, dark to full and back again—the person behind you on the tee gets the whole month. Whatever moves the tides brings the good weeks back around.
Heavyweight at 8 oz, with a little stretch worked in. Built for cold starts and long shadows.
