Today’s round started off like any typical Sunday golf. Playing with buddies, the weather was in the 60’s, overcast with very little wind. We played at a country club pace, waited on no one. And no one waited on us.

Bogey, par, triple, bogey. Pretty typical double digit handicapper golf. Hit a solid drive on 5, a GIR and easy two put gave me a bit of confidence going into the par 3 6th.

It was playing 166 yards, with a middle white pin location. The hole is slightly elevated and todays pin is guarded by the bunker. I arrived at the tee box first while two of the guys stopped to wet their towels at the bathroom. I didn’t over think it, a nice easy 5 iron. Aimed just left of the pin location, this green typically feeds left to right. Hit a solid shot, slight cut into the center of the green. My buddy immediately says, “that was pure! Nice shot.”

As we ride up to the whole, the green is empty. It’s the first time it occurred to me that the ball could have gone in the hole. I’m thinking, could I have gone long… but I’m certain I didn’t hit my 5 that far. I grab my wedge and putter from my bag. Immediately, I head towards the hole. As I approach, I can see the far side of the hole is empty… but as I get closer, the ball is in the hole. HOLE IN ONE. 20 years golfing, I finally got one. Hole in fucking one.

I followed it up with a tap in par, double bogey and a birdie on 9. Got in a good groove on the back 9. Three pars in a row. But then I just couldn’t keep it going. Finished with a few bogeys and a double. Missed a few easy puts too.

Scored well today with a net -3. 30 puts. And a hole in one.