They say it happens when you least expect it. Had a stretch of 4-5 solid rounds, however, this particular round was not the case. Coming off three straight double bogeys, swing out of sorts and confidence dwindling, one shot, changed everything. A solid struck 6 iron, up hill, slightly off center, catches the inside of a bowl and bounces left toward the pin. My opponent (my brother) took a similar line, hitting first. When we arrived at the green, there was his ball, 8 feet right of stick. Based on how my round was going, my first thought was I’m long. Combing through the fescue searching with the thought of, here comes another double, almost getting back into the cart to hit 3 back on the tee. At that moment, my brother, angrily, yells “did you look in the hole!” I peak over the edge of the cup and there it was. My prov1 6 with a green dot. The hair on my body lifted and my heart raced. I finally did it. Came when I least expected. Although my brother ended up handed me an old fashion tail kicking, it’s a moment we shared and I’ll cherish forever. What a feeling!