Your Best Golf Story

My favorite is my 9th Ace eight years ago.

Its the day before my oldest daughter is getting married and I'm playing my first round with my soon-to-be son-in-law and 3 of his groomsmen.

Third hole at the Capstone 190 or so yard Par 3, it's uphill and you can only see about half the flag.

I hit a 4-iron looks like a pretty good shot we get up to the green no ball.

They say is it in the hole go look, I stroll over, look down and sure enough it's in. I don't get it, I turn and stroll back to the cart and tell them over my shoulder "yeah, it's in there, one of you get that for me"

They're a little stunned because none of them had ever seen one before, and they start whooping it up. I'm sitting in the cart with my feet propped up. The yelling stops and one asks "why aren't you celebrating, that's a once in a lifetime shot".

I told him you quit jumping up and down after about the 5th one, and of course added "you gonna get that for me?"

Perhaps the funniest thing I ever saw was a member of our JUCO golf team make a 9 on a par 3. It was the last match and his last hole. Hit it into a water hazard from the tee twice then blades the next one over the green and into the driving range (OB). If he makes a 6 we win the match. The same guy made a 14 on a par four after hitting 4 balls OB left with a wedge into a hard right to left wind. He finally punched a 6 iron over the green and into the woods, but found it and played in from there.

I was abt 16, playing a round with my old instructor--he was abt 70, but still had incredible touch around the greens.

We get to a par 3, he tees up his ball, hits a beautiful draw right at the pin, and turns around to head back to the cart before it lands. The thing checks up, and falls right into the cup! I start losing my mind and jumping up and down shouting. He calmly lights a cigarette and asks "What are you so damn excited for? That's where I was aiming." Guess your 12th HIO doesn't carry the same excitement as the first......

I proceed to shank my tee shot and make a 6.

Now THAT is awesome. Cool part is that guy probably remembers that story too, I mean how many tournaments do you play with a freaking cast on and win?

I used to have a terrible temper on the course. One time, we were playing the 18th hole, and I'd been playing poorly, and my blood was beginning to boil. I chunked the chip to about 10 feet from the hole. There was a muddy spot close by, and I proceeded to chunk my clubs into it, each club sticking like a dart into the quagmire. After 13 club throws, the only one left was my putter, which I still needed for the ten footer. My friend, who seemed to get way too much enjoyment from my tantrums, yells "Throw it!!" I said "I can't. I have to putt." He says "It's good!"