I was playing in my golf league with all my buddies and my dad. And this week I brought my son (5 years old) with me. I was playing pretty well. I get to the 9th hole. It was later in the afternoon and the sun is ettung lower. I hit my tee shot and immediately lose it in the sun. My two buddies told me it was going to be good. The green is a little elevated. Can't see the hole from the tee. We roll up to the green and there is a ball about 5 feet from the hole. My son throws his orange ball out on the green to putt with us. My other buddy says "sorry buddy this ball is mine." I started looking behind the green and at that moment my son yells "somebody made it in the hole!!" I looked at my buddy and it went and looked and it was my ball. I was ecstatic but my son was more excited than I have ever seen him. My dad was on the front of the green. He was standing there with a huge smile. It was a great feeling.