When I was 12 years old, I got a new golf bag for my birthday.
I remember hitting a bad shot off 5 tee. I was so frustrated that I threw my club down hitting
my new bag and putting a hole in it.
This may not be a "favorite memory" but it sure is memorable.
Someone talked me into playing the Club Championship one year.
On Saturday I shot an 87 and on Sunday I shot a 78.
When the person who talked me into playing called to tell me I had won the handicap division,
he said I was sandbagging.