I just played the day before and was hitting it good but scored terrible. We had an early time on Father’s Day. I started off hitting it well and it just carried all day. Hole 8 we were 132 yards. I hit pitching wedge and drew it in. I knew it was close but couldn’t see with the shadows. I tried not to get excited but on the ride up I knew there was a chance because the ball make was inches away. It wasn’t until I saw it in the cup that I believed it. A feeling I cannot describe. 30+ years waiting.