TWO SWINGS, TWO ACES SAME HOLE, UNSEEN

Yesterday. At Number 17. Club West. One of my favorite courses. But it wasn't Jeff or I.

We only came close. On different holes. At Coyote Lakes. Another of my favorite courses. But we only made birdies.

And that's the whole (or hole) story. Well, not quite. And why is Cupid asleep? This is a crazy entry today.

Jeff and I have a combined one hole-in-one in our lives. Yet yesterday, on separate par threes we came extremely close to knocking in two of them in the same round. I know; everybody's been close to a hole-in-one. I don't know how many times I've seen shots hit the pin but not go in. Both our shots yesterday were tracking right at the pins only to miss and wind up just passed the hole for short birdie putts. When you don't quite get it there is one thing, but when you have a chance for it/them to drop is another.

The two golfers at Club West hit from an elevated tee down onto a green some 80 yards below. When they got to the green, there were joking about whose ball was on the green and since they didn't see another ball, whose was in the cup. When the first golfer looked into the cup, he found two balls--his and his partner's. The other ball was from their third player in the group. Odds: astronomical.

Yet another golfer in a threesome behind us yesterday, hit a beautiful shot on another par three tracking right at the hole, but it stopped and backed up. It was that good. I haven't been able to do that much, ever. But with a little bit of luck, he, too could have had an ace.

Often times people talk about golf gods looking favorably or unfavorably at golf shots and the breaks, good or bad, one receives on the course. To me, it's Cupid. Hey, ok, yeah I love the game. And he was asleep at Coyote Lakes yesterday. But his eyes were wide open at Club West, just down the road.