I am not bragging but this is my sixth hole-in-one that I’ve had. Another interesting point to my hole-in-one was that the ball used was a TaylorMade ball that had been found by Ron and he gave it to me. It was high, straight and was not a degree off line. I might add I was very surprised that the shot was as good as it was. I got rid of my 4 iron, 5 iron and 6 iron and replaced them with a 4 hybrid, 6 hybrid, 7 hybrid and 8 hybrid. I used a Callaway Big Bertha 8 hybrid purchased specifically for that distance. The actual date of the hole-in-one was Victoria Day May 22, 2023. I have played this marvelous game for roughly 67 years and hopefully for a number of years to come. By the way, I will be celebrating my 85 th birthday on June 8, 2023. We moved over to King’s Riding when they closed down our beautiful Country Club after 45 glorious years. Chris and Ron were buddies from the old Board of Trade Golf Course. I was playing with two old friends Chris Giannou and Ron Bartucci. I think I can now hang up my cleated boots…or should I? The 11th hole at Greystone will serve as a testament to that. I posted a final score of 83 which is two under my course handicap.Īs I reflect on this unforgettable experience, I am reminded of the timeless allure of golf-a sport that humbles, challenges, uplifts, and rewards in equal measure. The rest of the back-nine was a blur, I seemed to walk on a cloud as I shot one over on the back with five pars and three bogeys. To be among the chosen few who have conquered this challenging course is an honor that words cannot fully capture. A sense of elation mingled with a humbling awe, at the gravity of such a feat. But then, in that single instant, a euphoric rush engulfed me, as I looked into the hole, I saw then that I had accomplished the extraordinary. The trajectory seemed to be a little right of the flag and I expected that the ball might have rolled through the undulating green to the back.Īs we approached the green, we both started searching around and could not find it. A small space of time seemed to stand still as Titleist #91 gracefully sailed through the clear blue sky, as though guided by an invisible force. I swung the club effortlessly and launched the ball into the air. I was only ‘armed’ with my trusty Srixon 6 iron. I stood 170 yards out from a blue pin that was tucked into the back-right corner of the green. I embarked on an unforgettable and remarkable journey. Little did I know that this picturesque hole would become the stage for a moment that will forever be etched in my memory. At the time I was two shots behind in a gruesome match. This past Monday at around 5pm in the evening, I stood on the 11th tee playing a match with my buddy Sameer.
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