Had a terrible front nine. At the start of the back nine, I pared holes ten and eleven. Felt like I got my game back. Continued on feeling good and playing well. Came to the seventeenth hole and I knew I hit the ball really well. Upon reaching the green, I was looking around for my ball and couldn't locate it. As one of my foursome approached the hole, he looked down and then at me and started clapping. To say the least, it sure made my day. Now I have to take my wife to dinner to celebrate!