<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Golf Equipment on Sunday Evening Review</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/golf-equipment/</link><description>Recent content in Golf Equipment on Sunday Evening Review</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 06:00:00 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/golf-equipment/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Best Golf Clubs for Seniors: What Your Swing Actually Needs Now</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/living/best-golf-clubs-for-seniors/</link><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 06:00:00 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://sundayeveningreview.com/living/best-golf-clubs-for-seniors/</guid><description>&lt;p>The fourteenth at the course I play most Tuesdays is a par four that bends left through a stand of sugar maples. I&amp;rsquo;ve played it maybe three hundred times over the past twenty years. For most of those years, I could reach the fairway&amp;rsquo;s elbow with a solid drive, leaving a wedge or a short iron in. Two summers ago, on a Tuesday morning in July, I hit what felt like a good drive. Solid contact, decent tempo, the ball climbing the way it should. It landed thirty yards short of where I expected it. I stood on the tee box and watched it come down in the rough before the bend, and I knew something had changed that wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to change back.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>