It was a very rainy morning that Sunday. It was mothers day and it was the first tournament of the year that my mom missed. It was just me and my dad that morning and hes not much of a golfer, so all he said to me for good luck that morning was just do your best son. I had been working on my consistantcy of my iron play so when i got to the hole i new what club to hit. As i was over the ball I just thought put it on the green and let roll out to the hole. I took my swing and felt just a pure as all the other ones did on the range that day. It looked good the whole time it bounced about twice and then it role about two feet, and then it just disappeared. I turned around and asked my dad if it dropped or not and he just kept saying,"in the hole!"