[mattdavis11]

Mine is really two rolled into one. The first part was winning my first golf tournament. However it took some validation two months later to fully enjoy it. During the back nine on that winning day, the maintenance crew mowed my ball on the 14th hole, and I hit a house and ricocheted back in bounds on 17. So in firing a 79, my win had a degree of luck. However, that win got me into a tournament of champions that was played on the course where they play the Byron Nelson. I was paired with 2 of the bad asses on the tour. Needless to say with my nerves shot, I chopped it big time on the front 9. 45, 10 over par. On 10, my dad showed up. (he never had watched any of my tournament play prior to that) I quickly got under par on the back, at one point -3, 7 over for the day. Anyway I made two bogeys coming in and shot 45-34. Handed my card to the SMU golf coach (tourney director) he gave me praise, started talking scholarships in the future, blah blah blah. It was really special to perform well in the presence of my father. I wound up 6 back of the two guys I played with. Caught a plane that night, and spent a week in Austin playing golf w/ my uncle. I was 14.