It never rains in September in Los Angeles. Yet, on my way to the course, rain.... And fog. Not looking good for course conditions. Given the low visibility, I reached for my yellow ProV1. After a lackluster front 9, I decided to turn things around on the back. After going bogey, and double-bogey on the next two holes, it wasn't looking good. Walking up to the 12th, we had just enough visibility to make out the red flag. It was playing about 140 yards, a little wind at our backs. With my trusted T200 Pitching Wedge in hand, launched the ball right at the pin. Given it's an elevated green, I shrugged at my partners and said "should be good, I hope." Getting to the green, I saw the three balls of my partners but not mine. "Gosh, did I somehow fly the green" was my first thought. Then I saw it. The pitch mark about 5 feet past the hole. Still assuming the worst, I assumed it had taken a hard bounce and gone off the back. "That'd be just my luck" was all I could think. But heck, gotta check the hole, right? And when I did the sky cleared, the birds chirped and my yellow PROV1 was at the bottom of the cup. What a day. Los Verdes Golf Course, Rancho Palos Verdes, CA. Hole 12. T200 Pitching Wedge.