It was my work annual golf tournament in St George, Utah. On the third day I started out awful from Hole 1-4. But on the 5th hole, tired and frustrated, I told myself to just hit the ball and get it close. As my foursome group watch the ball go high up in the air, it bounced once off the fringe and rolled right into the hole. It made up for the the first 4 blow up holes. I was riding high the rest of the day! Turned out to be a great day after all. Never lose hope!