I entered the eighteenth tee box with my two colleagues, thought I had hit a good shot. One of the men said itâ€™s going straight for the pin, we watched it come down and roll towards the pin. We walked up to the green and couldnâ€™t see my ball, joking it might be in the cup. Sure enough there it was with my initials marked on the ball looking up at me. What a fantastic feeling to crown off what was my birthday week.