My story begins at Riverside Town and Country Club in Blue Earth, MN. I was a high school freshman preparing for my state golf tournament. Disappointed that the morning was filled with rain, I quickly went to the course with my dad after the weather cleared. We came to the fourth hole which was playing 143 yards with no wind. I hit a high pitching wedge with a three yard cut and it looked good the whole way. It landed two feet short of the pin, released perfectly, and gently rolled into the hole. It was perfect. Lucky for me (and my dad), the course was relatively empty because of the weather earlier in the day. I'll never forget it.