I have been playing for a year and a half now and I landed my first Eagle. A 316 yard par 4. Cut the corner with my Driver, a wind aided, slightly downhill 307 yard drive to within 10 feet of the cup. Difficult putt, 3 foot break dead left. It was something special to watch that putt get closer and closer, almost slow motion, then, BAM! drops in the cup. special moment. When I went down to find my ball after the drive, I thought it was lost, couldn't find it until I looked at the green.
I haven't been playing well lately, ball striking issues with my irons but my driver has been my most reliable club for the last two months. I worked my butt off trying to hit that driver straight and it's finally paid off. My yardage is down a little but I can hit fairways now almost 80% of the time if I'm careful. This is a tough game, at times I wonder why I keep at it but it pulls me in like drug that I can't resist. I think I might need rehab, I feel like a crack head.