Golf is a strange game. Quite enjoyable, massively frustrating, and constantly surprising.
Yesterday at the 13th hole at our local course, my drive was a bit weak and shortsided myself with shot about 20 yards ove a trap to a close pin. My great skill at such finesse shots enabled me to swing under the ball, lifting it into the air, and landing about 3 yards from where I was. Not good. I have almost the same shot next. This time the club hit the ball properly, the ball popped up, landing just on the green, and taking a bounce or two before coming to rest an inch from the cup.
What a long strange day it was.