I did a flip, a jump, a sprawl, and a couple of yells. Egads, what a rush.
Here's the scorecard. Obviously the shot didn't do much for my
score; I'm not really that good at golf, but I like the sport a lot anyway.
The tradition is that after the round, the person who gets a hole in one has to buy everyone in the clubhouse a round of drinks. Luckily, there was only one other person in the clubhouse so we dispensed with the idea. I did ask my friends (the legally required two witnesses) to sign my hat, whch is now occupying an honored place in my apartment. The guy running the pro shop desk said that about once a month someone gets a hole in one there. We counted 350 people there that weekday. That means the odds were 1 in 10,000 rounds, or 1 in 200,000 holes. Since I doubt quite highly I'd be able to play more than another 10,000 holes of golf during the rest of my life, I guess that's it for me. It takes all the pressure off trying to do it again. Cool!
It's great to play but I still say watching it is terminally boring.
And I actually get 'The Golf Channel' on my cable system. God
save us all.