<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://www.titleist.co.uk/teamtitleist/utility/feedstylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Lucky 7&amp;#39;s</title><link>/teamtitleist/b/hole-in-one-stories/posts/lucky-7-39-s</link><description> This is an older story, I was 17 and playing at my local course in Northern Minnesota. I thought that I was done for the day when an older gentleman asked me to play another 9 holes with him. We reached #7 which was an elevated green, and teed off. When</description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><generator>Telligent Community 10</generator></channel></rss>