Wrong Guy

It was supposed to be my friends hole in one to commemorate our trip to the Pebble Beach properties for his 40th birthday. As it turned out we celebrated my fourth hole in one at Spyglass Hill on the third hole. My wife was also there to see the ball disappear which made it even more special. AS soon as the excitement subsided we realized we still had 15 holes to play. When the beverage cart appeared we toasted the feat with a single malt scotch and a cigar!
Scott Erickson
Marquette MI