Mad Draw

It was another beautiful evening in Northern California as I met up at a local course with my buddy from work. I was +1 walking up to the 5th tee, feeling good. We analyzed the 185 yard down hill par 3. It was a straight shot to the pin, no wind, center placement, opportunity. I grabbed my 5 iron, which I tend to hit with a consistent draw, and let it rip. Being left-handed, I aimed a little left as I lined up my shot. The ball started way left, but quickly swooped towards the green, then towards the pin, gorgeous shot. It hit the front of the green, took one bounce, and disappeared. NO WAY! I look at my buddy and we start jogging down the fairway. As we get closer to the green we see no ball. I drop my bag and sprint to the hole, look in the cup, and there she is. My first hole in.