After for 33 years, thousands of rounds, tens of thousands of holes played, I had resigned myself to the fact that a hole in one just wasn't going to happen for me. I have hit pins, left shots 2 inches short of the hole, and had balls stop on the other side of the hole with no reasonable explanation of how they didn't go in the cup. So when I pured my Titleist 962 6-iron on hole #8 at Otter Creek Golf Course, I knew it would be close. My partner said he saw it bounce, roll 4 feet, and drop in the hole! I did not believe him. It must be just passed the hole, and we couldn't see it. I quietly tiptoed to the hole, while holding my breath, and looked... there, there at the botttom was my Titleist Pro V-1 #3 with the black dot! The golf gods, finally, smiled!