Hector hated playing alone. His bad eyes couldn\u2019t track even orange ball, and he refused to wear glasses or contact lenses. He wanted surgery but instead spent money traveling to play best courses. No one was available afternoon he teed off in mountains surrounding course. He usually found ball if hit down middle. On cliff overlooking beautiful par three he lofted one straight into sun. Excitement fizzled when he arrived at green without ball. Where hell is it, long, short, right, or left? He checked everywhere around green. Losing two strokes would be crazy after good shot. He resumed looking. Hey, shouted member of foursome on cliff, hurry up. Hector ran to hole reached down and jumped waving orange ball at men on cliff. They motioned get off green.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Hector hated playing alone. His bad eyes couldn\u2019t track even orange ball, and he refused to wear glasses or contact lenses. He wanted surgery but instead spent money traveling to play best courses. No one was available afternoon he teed off in mountains surrounding course. He usually found ball if hit down middle. On cliff…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[706,219,857],"tags":[],"acf":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"yoast_head":"\n