I hit my 9 iron and asked my friends Gerry and Darren did they see it. "No," came the response from both; didn't see or hear anything they said. Thinking that my ball may be lost, I hit a provisional to about 6 feet. We went up to the green, and Gerry chipped his ball near the hole and was going to tend the flag for Darren. He went to take the flag out and said "Jeff, I found your ball," reached down pulled out the ball, shook my hand and congratuled me on my first hole in one, a hole in one that none of us actually saw!