When your playing partner actually believes that you are lying three. What we say after slicing into the trees on the right, blading the ball into deep rough on the left, botching the third shot into the sand trap on the left, skulling the fourth shot across the green back into deep rough, and sending the fifth shot 100 miles per hour six feet above the green and headed for oblivion-except the shot hits the flag which wraps around the ball and gently drops it into the hole. Just a routine par five. I had driven long up the fairway, hit a second shot just short of the green, chipped on and two putted for a par. His good fortune held on the 10th hole over water.
Most golfers use a six to an eight iron.
My friend hit the ball with his driver. It skipped across the water, up onto the bank and green, and to within a foot of the pin. He won the hole. And with that his dumb luck ran out.