Once in a Lifetime
I fish. By default, that means I don’t golf, a guy can’t do both. Even so, i’ll go swing the sticks on occasion. Saturday afternoon I played in a “big hole” bachelor-party golf 4 man best ball scramble tournament. For those who haven’t tried this, it’s highly recommended. The course replaces the regular coffee-cup sized holes with a giant coffee-can sized holes. Amazingly fun.
It was a shotgun start, my group started at hole 3. In my group we had 2 ringers of the best golfers and 2 really shitty occasional golfers (one of which is yours truly.) Fast forward to hole #7, a 125 yard par 3 with nothing but water between the elevated tee box and the sheltered green.

Hole #7, Arbor Point Golf Club from the Tee Box
Here is the play by play of hole #7:
Guy #1
Topped it, drink
Guy #2
High floater, right of the green just into the scrub.
Me
Low off the tee, hard bite on the green, left and back, 50ft to the pin.
My Brother Inlaw
High floater, too far right, coming back left, damn that’s going to be pretty tight, 3 feet right and back of the pin, spinning back, creeping closer, bottom of the jar.
Never in my life did I think I would witness a hole-in-one. First, it’s never going to come from me. Second, I don’t golf nearly enough to deserve to see one. Here is the video of my brother inlaw removing his ace from the hole. Congrats Cliffy!