Absolutely insane.

Hole 12 at Adams Pointe. I hit my 9 iron pure, but as soon as it left the club I was just hoping it wasn’t short and in the sand. The ball landed on the apron, started rolling toward the cup, and then, like a magic trick, it disappeared.

The fellas I was playing with took off in a dead sprint to the green, so of course I had to join the celebration.

What an unforgettable round of golf. One of those moments I’ll never forget. ️‍♂️