About 3 or 4 balls from the end of the bucket, I made a giant discovery. Not giant, GIANT!!! discovery. "Just hit the ball." For about an hour, we have been swinging and swearing at the ball and the bad rented club, but that's not the answer to golf. The answer is "just hit the ball." Stupid me. I think I've been so used to playing sports with moving objects the fact the start of this object is stationery threw off my perception. Once I stopped trying to wale the ball into oblivion and just focused on hitting the ball, they started connecting to the club. It was like magic.
Now I'm off to a lesson from a real golfer and maybe get some hand me down clubs. This is the secret to make us look even better with the rest of the golfers who use all thier might to avoid standing next to us. Not sure if it's because they're scared to be associated with us or that we might hit them with a ball or flying club.