My one and only occurred on an executive 9 hole course. 5 par 3's and 4 par 4's. This hole is 120 yds and I hit a low shot that screamed forward about waist high, at the direction of the green. It hit the mound in front and that is the last we ( myself and my playing partner) saw of the ball. It was early November and there was a ton of leaves down and the green was covered. We searched and had no luck finding it. I was prepared to go back and re tee. We then took a look in the hole and voila, the ball was there!
It is my hole and one story, It is fairly unsatisfying other than the very fact of the luck it must have used up in going from a screamer heading for the river and me buying a beer for my partner and the owner.. But I never saw the beauty of a ball going in.
Brain surgeon is a poor example. People train a lot less and become brain surgeons than they do good golfers. I'm an excellent physician that took 11 years of training. I'm a much better doctor than I am a golfer. Any way , mvmac makes the real point: mythbuster is just out for a laugh, trolling on.