Money Ball

It was a steamy afternoon in Norman, Oklahoma. My friends and I were playing a game of "wolf" and I happened to be the last one to hit on the par three #15. Everyone else in my group had missed the green so I thought to myself, "All I have to do is hit the green and my team can win this hole". I hit the shot with my three wood and absolutely demolished the ball. It had a nice baby draw and was heading right for the green. It landed softly and barely trickled over the hill to where the pin was and I was like, "that could be pretty close", but never did it cross my mind that it could have gone in. When we got to the green I didn't see my ball and that's when I knew that it had to of gone in, and sure enough, it did. Not a bad way to capitalize on Friday the 13th!