[HoganFan]

...crushed driver on a tight par four at my buddy's club about 290. The bad news--my Titleist bad hops in to a swale/ditch that bisects the fairway. My buddy drives to his ball, I decide to tip-toe down in to the muck and grab my ball--on the third step, I go down and in, up to my chest in this murky, boggy quicksand stuff. Buddy races over, pulls me out with his six iron.

That was the fifth hole. We finished the round, me covered up to my chest in mud. We skipped drinks in the clubhouse afterwards. Oh, took a drop hit a nice 8i in and lipped out the nine footer.