Watching Tiger Woods at the Masters was amazing. Yes – I told you so (see several posts – 9/27/18, the latest). Tiger’s success gives me renewed hope that I – Mister 15 index – can one day achieve my dream.
Have you ever had a hole-in-one? I have not. But I’ve come close. On August 7, 2011, I came the closest ever – about 8 inches from the cup. Evanston Golf Club. 17th hole. Playing about 215 yards. A little wind against. I pulled out my 3 wood and spanked my Pro V-1 just like Tiger. The ball took off high and perfectly straight. I watched. It seemed like ages. The ball landed, bounced. And disappeared. “Wow! Great shot” said the caddie. “That could be in the hole,” said my friend Norm.
The flagstick was obscured by a fairway bunker so we couldn’t see the result. So we walked. My heart racing. As the pin came into view, I saw that the ball resting — inches from the hole. An angry-looking divot splayed grass and turf where the ball had slammed into the green. I marked and cleaned my ball and thought briefly “gee what if I 3 putt?” But I knocked down the putt for a 2. Birdie.
A hole-in-one is rare and I almost had one. But “almost” doesn’t count. It either is or isn’t. Suffice to say, I’m still looking for the elusive “ace.” One day. Hey – if Tiger can do it . . . .