We had 9 out to golf last Wednesday. I was in the second threesome. No one in the first group hit the par 3 third green. There was about a one club breeze into us and I selected a 3 hybrid for the 170 yard shot which I thought to be playing about 180 - 185. I made a nice swing and declared that I had hit the green. I could see the ball take one hop and then I heard the sound of the flag stick being hit. I figured that if I hit it that hard, I had probably bounced off the green as well. But in the morning sun it was impossible to see. One of my playing partners told me that he thought it was in the hole. I told him he was nuts and we'll just have to go see. On the way up to the green I didn't see the ball so, I took my putter and a club to chip with, just in case. The ball was nowhere to be found so I had to look in the hole. There, nestled next to the stick at the bottom of the cup was my Pro V1 number six. Never was there a prettier sight. It was my first. It didn't hit me until I pegged up my ball on the next hole. My knees were shaking and I had to back off and take a couple of deep breaths. Still, it doesn't get much better than that!