I golf a little now. I used to golf a lot, back in high school. This is an account of my hole in one and I felt compelled to do after taking a nice picture of the ball…
So yeah, I was on the golf team for three years in high school. A few things to note. First was that I was required to wear a hat during matches to cover up my non-standard hair color (purple was my favorite). Second was that I was kicked off the golf team for a practical joke involving Ex-Lax. That’s a blog for a different time…
Anyway, I went golfing after school with two of my best friends one fall/winter afternoon. It obviously wasn’t golf season. It was something to do. Because I haven’t head from either in a long time, I don’t want to use their names. So I’ll call my friends Mr. H and Mr. T.
Mr. H was on the golf team with me, and Mr. T was just a friend in common that liked to play for fun.
So we went to play at Saddle Brook which was just a nine-hole course at the time. Saddle Brook is on the west side of Indianapolis and I’d played there a lot since I had a brother that lived on the course. But it was just a round for fun, and we were playing like it. Not taking ourselves seriously and enjoying the activity.
I was playing about average for me. two thirds of the way through I was headed for my usual score of around 42-44. Mr. H was right there with me, and Mr. T was way up there. None of us really cared about our score because it was all about fun.
I found a ball on hole 7 (now hole 16), and laughed out loud because of the corporate logo. It was a Beanee Weenee logo golf ball.
When we got to 8 (now hole 17), I checked the yardage which it claimed as being 177 on the card, but I thought it was at least 10 yards short. It’s a cheeky little hole with an elevated, two tier green. I grabbed my 7-iron and threw a ball from my pocket onto the tee box. In my usual style, I just set up and hit it without teeing it up and with no practice swing.
Mr. H and Mr. T were both still getting their clubs and one of them asked where my shot was heading.
“Right for the green” I responded not thinking much of it. It looked like a good placement. One of them asked where it went. “I think it went in the hole” I responded.
Without them hitting their tee shots, we all ran up to the green and jumped up with celebration at finding the ball in the hole.