After countless rounds, my moment arrived. It was a sunny Saturday morning at the Country Club of Pittsfield, accompanied by my cherished golf companions. July 1st marked the date, and the 9th hole awaited my presence. Throughout the day, my iron shots were impeccable. Standing 160 yards away, I struck a flawless 8 iron. In mid-flight, Frankie Donuts proclaimed, "That's going in, drinks on Tyler!" The ball gracefully landed just shy of the cup, rolling in and disappearing before our eyes. The group erupted in astonishment, while I stood there, awestruck. Previous teases behind the flag made me doubt, but Dick Mackey's confirmation cleared any skepticism. I embraced Frankie Donuts in sheer elation. The celebration continued at the clubhouse, with friends joining in the revelry. As night fell, I headed to Gillette Stadium to witness Ed Sheeran live, adding the perfect crescendo to an unforgettable Saturday.