A shot in the dark!

We've seen all kinds of shots: the miracle ricochet, the pond skipper, the tree keeper—and the list goes on. Here's an addition.

Coach is about 150 yards out on number 13. His drive, unfortunately, has ended up in the left rough, and a small oak tree blocks any reasonable shot. He either goes around the tree or over it, and the latter is not an option. He grabs his fairway wood and gives it all he has ...

Look carefully at the next set of pictures. You'll note on the tree a small hole. (I have enlarged it in the two pictures following this one.)

Now you can see it better ...

And now you can see it clearly!

Well, the ball came off his club like a bullet. I was able to track it until its abrupt stop, or entrance, into that small hole no wider than four inches! There was doubt among the duffers as to the veracity of my claim as I yelled, "It … it went into the hole!" Since no one saw a ricochet or heard the ball land anywhere else, an investigation clearly was in order. Coach, who has been known to go out on a limb for an errant ball, climbed the tree and peered in ...

"Yep, there it is," he said.

(Picture taken by Coach)

Hard to see, especially for us elders, but if you look really hard at the lower left, you can just make out a dull image of a ball! 

Just another golf story? You had to be there!

Coach climbing down ... What happens next can't possibly matter or compare; let’s leave it here ...