I walked into the clubhouse around 3:24pm and told my friend that I was going to play a couple of rounds with my dad. It was just another day, my father laced his pitching wedge into the middle of the green like always, and I said, "nice shot." When it was my turn, I went through my routine, and absolutely flushed my wedge. It went straight over the pin and spun back into the hole. My father, three other witnesses and myself couldn't believe it. It was a great start to my round and I finished -3.