I remember this hole well. Despite the fact that I would club down, tee it high and try and cut the ball, I would somehow find the massive pot bunker or the water situated directly behind the green. It was a tricky distance to master, and many virtual balls were lost trying to do just that.

One ball that was not lost trying to stick the green is alive and well below, although I think it just used up all of its golf ball lives. There is luck, there are fortunate bounces and then there are shots like this that deserve their own separate category and description.

Thank you, fence. Thank you so, so much.