Tuesday October 11th was my 45th birthday. I have been playing golf since the age of 5. I have been a low single digit handicap for the majority of those year, over that time, I have witnessed 7 hole in ones but sad to say, none of them were mine. I play close to a full bag of Titleist clubs at this time but a couple of years ago switched balls to a competitor. On the night of Friday October 7th I was getting everything ready for my weekend rounds of golf. I noticed I did not have many balls left and it was too late to go to the store. I remembered I had a dozen ProV1 balls in my desk at work with my company logo on them so I decided to drive the 15-20 miles to work to get the balls for the weekend.

On Saturday, I played my opening 9 holes in 3 over par 39 but finished the round with 4 birdies for a 3 under 33 on the back nine. On Sunday I played the first 4 holes in even, birdied number 5 and then lipped out a birdie on 6. Went to the 7th tee, a 174yd par three, slightly up hill and into the rising sun. My 12 year old son hit his shot right past the flag over the back edge of the green. I hit my 6 iron a couple feet left of the flag but lost it in the sun when it landed. My other friend hit his 6 iron on the left center of the green and we headed up to the green. I commented that I should be tight but when we arrived at the green, there was only one ball on the green. My friend identified the ball on the green as his, my son found his in the rough behind the green and there was no traces of my ball. I voiced my displeasure because I was sure I was tight. I was surprised I could have hit that club over the green but went to my bag to grab a wedge figuring I would find it behind the green. On the way to the back of the green I decided to check the hole and could not believe my eyes. My ProV1 was sitting in the bottom of the hole and my company logo was looking up at me. Finally after 40 years of golf I had my own hole in one.....it would have been great if I could have watched it go in the hole but at the end of the day I don't care...I can finally say I have my one. The great thing is that my son was there to see it as well. At 12, he is becoming a very good player and has come close to his own. I figured the I would witness his before mine for some added torture.

To finish the story, after making my hole in one, I promptly bogged the next hole but finished the round with 2 more birdies for a 4 under 68. While driving home, I realized that the last 27 holes played that weekend included 7 birdies and 1 hole in one....all made while playing the ProV1 for the first time in a few years. Needless to say, I have decided to go back to the ProV1s.