It was a breezy day, but not too cold, I had a shirt on, not my jacket so you get a drift on the temprature outside, I looked at my £800 OTT golf trolley which gave me 166 yards to the middle of the green, taking wind into account I consulted with my inner Rory mcilroy (TM guy I know) but trust me, I’m titleist! and we both agreed on 6 iron, I looked at the hole and instincts told me 7 iron was the club, I walked up to the tee and placed my ball on the ground, I didn’t even tee the ball up, and I took my shot, it was a missile, straight towards the hole, the wind not being a factor because the ball flight was low! it hit the green, bounced, CLAPPED off the pin and dropped, I looked at my peers for recognition of what just happened and they confirmed, it was indeed! A hole in one, we celebrated together like the real men we are, I made my victory walk to the hole and picked up my ball. It was on this day, greatness was achieved.