I played a mediocre round at Beverly G & CC today (my play was mediocre, not the course, which I will write about later.) The round was coasting along when I hit the 17th hole, an uphill par-3 playing slightly downwind at 157-yards. I took out my 8-iron, hit a slight cut and watched it one hop towards the pin, sit on the lip for an instant and tumble into the hole for an ace. It was my third in 14 years. My first came in Myrtle Beach at a course that no longer exists in 1998, while my second came on the sixth hole at Copper Creek in 2003. Whenever I’ve been lucky enough to get one, I always wonder if I’ll ever experience that fleeting feeling again.
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