I was on summer vacation in my hometown Ndola, Zambia and playing with a couple of mates. We decided to play some match play on this Wednesday afternoon. Coming up to the 3rd I had just come off a couple pars, the latest was a chip in from just off the fringe. I had been hitting my iron pretty well the previous 2 holes and had a good feeling. I set up with my trusty 9 iron in hand, which is perfect 150 yardage for me. I set my target line just left of the pin and hit slight draw that looked to be getting away from the hole but it caught the slope at just the right spot and rolled down the slope and into the hole. I didn't realize till I heard the caddies clapping and screaming. My caddie, Roger explained to me that as it rode down the slope it broke exactly on line as if it were a putt. Needless to say I didn't really care about the rest of the round after that and I was the talk of the clubhouse for the next month as I retold the story countless times and it never gets old.