It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t as I pictured it would be. First we could not see the hole. I hit my shot and instead of a skyward rising arch of beauty, it was a semi skull line drive rocket. We heard it hit the pin and heard the pin wabble. We drove up to the green and Chris was the first to see that there was no ball on the green. He walked up to the hole, looked in, and a looked at me with a huge grin and shook his head that the ball was in the hole. I quickly got out of my cart to confirm. And that was my ball in the hole. Not pretty. But in, in one.