Breaking Radio Silence….To Celebrate!

Might as well turn this little ego kick I’m embarking on into a lesson…. So here we go!

The Power of Positive Visualization. 

So my time here at Carolina Colours has come to an end.  It’s been a fantastic time. 

I love this golf course!

When I first began playing the course I remember commenting to Ken that I really think I’ll make a hole in one here….  Because the design of the course fits my eye so well, I was confident that I would make a good run at holing out on one of the par threes.

We’ve talked about it a lot.  I’ve agonized over it after several close calls…. But most importantly, I had a visual of holing out most every time I stepped on a par 3! (most of the par 3’s anyway….)

Over the last month, it became a bit of a comical obsession of mine to ace #16.  It’s the shortest hole on the course, and the only one that has NOT had a hole-in-one recorded.  I’ve talked about it with staff and members and tried calling it pretty much to anyone I’ve played with over the last couple of weeks.  When Joe, Paul and Mike came up for a visit, I darn near holed it (or at least made the shot worth watching) each time we played! 

So yesterday was probably my last round here (as head professional) at Carolina Colours Golf Club.  Ken and I talked about how I might leave here without making my hole-in-one…..  What a shame.  While driving from 15 to 16, we discussed the possibility of taking a shag bag out the next day and just teeing away for the afternoon!!!! (yes, that desperate!)

Now I know that a hole-in-one is a bit like winning the lottery…. It takes a lot of luck.  And I honestly made that lottery connection in my mind before teeing off.  I thought about how cool it would be if this was the time.  How incredible would that be if I could ace this hole the very last time I play it as the Head Professional of the course….. 

108 yards.  Perfect 3/4 gap wedge.  When I hit it, we started talking it up (like many other times)… As it approached the green, I think we began shouting at the ball….  it hit about 4 feet from the hole, bounced past and then spun back into the hole…….

silence….   Total disbelief?  The best we could both do is say ‘I think that might have gone in?!?’

Holy #%%$#@ (mom, pardon the language), we were giddy, but still not quite believers…. I was afraid to believe too much!

And then we drove around so that we could see the entire green complex.  NO BALL. 

I DID IT!!!!  I now had that dumb glazy look on my face like Phil Mickelson gets when he’s just won another major (yeah, I’m equating this ace with a Major victory!  It’s my blog after all.)

Ken walked over to look first and confirmed that my ball was in the bottom of the cup.  It’s official. 

First hole in one-  15yrs old.  Hole #4 at Pinecrest GC. 140yd par 3  6:15am- A maintenance guy moving the sprinkler heads on the 3rd green saw it.  Yup, my last hole in one was back in the day when most greens were watered by the rotating sprinkler heads you hooked up to a hose!!!!

Second hole in one- 43yrs, 13 days old.  Hole #16 at Carolina Colours Golf Club.  108yd par 3.  Ken Gerhardt was the witness (and fortunately I managed to hole out on a hole short enough for him to actually see it go in!!!). 

How about them apples?   Pretty proud of myself right now….. 

Oh yeah.   VISUALIZE.  See the shot,  Trust the shot!  Let’s celebrate!