At the Western Skies Golf Course
in Gilbert, AZ this last weekend, there was an occasion of note:
Mr Science had his 9th eagle, by his count from 90yds out on the par5 #3 ,
and then there was a scientific experiment that demonstrates just why Mr
Science is called Mr Science, instead of Jackalope John.
that's my incipient birdie putt in the background . . .
Mr Science has been reluctant to provide a list of his
eagles. I have been witness now to 4 of them, here in Arizona. Mr Science is a
slow, not to say leisurely, player, studious and deliberate . . . it is
impossible to object, however, since he so frequently has made long putts and
chip-in birdies, over-and-above the eagles, so I seethe in silence. A cursory
google search of the blog shows:
dang, there ought to be more references – I blame the
inadequate technology of Google Search
. . . 8^D . . .
So he wound up with a 33-42=75 (we both did worse on
the back 9, tho’ that was his best 9 on the front, ever) – I had 42-47=89, just
totally unable to make any putt, or any up-and-down . . . I call those 3 putts,
too, so I had 5 or 6 of those on the back 9, plus 1 blow-up hole on a par 5
against the wind, where, frustrated with my three wood, I kong-sliced it into
what Mr Science called the Most Unplayable Lie he’d ever seen.
So: on the hole where he got his eagle, I had a birdie
putt, but went 6 feet past. The comebacker hung on the lip, so I was waiting
for it to fall in, or not . . . our playing companion bent down to give it to
me, but I shouted, “No, don’t touch it” and mr Science said, “Cover it with
your shadow!”
“Huh?” we others both expostulated.
Mr Science strode purposely towards the hole till his
shadow covered my ball, and while we was all 3 watching, the ball jumped into
the hole like a Mexican jumping bean.
W-T-F!?!?!?
“The photons from the Sun,” Mr Science explained, ”were
holding it up out of the hole, even with the wind.”
My ball was on the windward side of the hole, but on
the side of the hole opposite the sun, and according to Mr Science, the solar
waves of photons were holding my ball up, even against the 3-club wind we were
fighting all day . . . 8^0 . . . I don’t know what to think, but I know what I
saw.
I can't believe i didn't video it, but it happened so fast and belief and understanding were in short supply, even tho' I had my camera out already for the photos . . . 8^/ . . .
Player
|
Aces
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Albatross
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Eagle
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MrScience
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1*
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0
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9*
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Cactus
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1
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0
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3
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*1 Mr Science’s ace is at Continental Golf Club, a par
60, 3700 yd executive course . . . which has made it my sad duty to inform Mr
Science that the USGA has ruled cannot host an official Hole-In-One.
*9 I think Mr Science’s real eagle total is now 10,
not 9 . . . on the blog, in the entry
concerning one of my eagles (at Sanctuary) there was conversation THEN that
eagle meant I was 8 behind, which would have been 1 and 9 at that time.