Absolutely steaming hot day. 96 degrees and no wind. I was playing from the white tees and it was a 202 yard shot to the hole. I picked 6 iron. There was a hill between the tee box and the hole so I could only see the flag from where I was. I hit a pure shot and it starting drawing towards the flag. I jokingly said to my partner that it may have gone in. Halfway towards the green the group in front of us said, “you might wanna check the hole”. My heart immediately started racing. I grabbed my putter just in case they were joking. I saw a ball on the fringe and walked closer, it wasn’t mine. My heart started racing even faster. I approached the hole and as soon as I saw my ball in the cup I threw my putter and started going nuts. It was a crazy high that I will be chasing for the rest of my life.