| I'm sure Phil would tell you about his collapse at the U.S. Open if he had the courage to talk about it.
In my case, I was part of a twosome playing behind my father and his foursome. I was about 15 at the time. I've told the story in a previous thread, but basicaly, I made a hole in one on the par 4 first hole at The Standard Club in Louisville, Kentucky and as we approached my father's group on the second tee, they suggested we play through because we were just two.
After listening to my father brag about how great I was going to be, I cold topped it off the tee in front of my father and his friends.
I've probably done some other dumb or embarrassing things, but that sticks in my mind as if it was yesterday.
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