My one and only Ace happened back in 2001. I was the 8th and final member to make the cut on my high school golf team. I didn't really play golf all that much but I figured I'd try out anyway since I thought golf was kind of fun. Somehow I made it. On a day that we were having a practice round at our schools home course I was playing with my coach, my best friend at the time and two guys that were the sons of former PGA tour winner Woody Blackburn. It would be an understatement to say that I was outmatched by these guys. Anyway, it was the second hole that measured 167 yards to the center with a green sloping up away from the tee box. I pulled a 6-iron from my bag of hand-me-down Powerbilt Blades that my Dad gave to me and the ball, a Strata (sorry Titleist). I stepped up took a nice good swing at it and once it took flight i knew it was going to be safe. I bent over to pick up my tee and when I looked up to the green my ball was nowhere in sight. It was IN THE HOLE, BABY! I still have that ball to this day.