This memory came up on FB. 10 years ago I had my first eagle. I remember it vividly. My drive was pulled left into the rough behind a fairway bunker on #16. I hit a decent shot out of the spinach that landed short of the green and rolled on. I saw the ball disappear and assumed it rolled of the back. I looked for it for a few minutes and was getting mad when a thought formed in my head. Maybe... just maybe. Sure enough, it was in the bottom of the hole.