The Conclusion to the 7 Iron Saga

If you're familiar to this website, you know that during a January round of 'cart path only' golf I had left my 7 iron on the course. That's usually not too big of a deal because the etiquette amongst golfers is to return any club you find that isn't yours. Sometimes it just takes a couple hours for people to get back to the clubhouse and give it to the lost and found.

That night I had called my playing partner to check and see if he had picked it up. He checked his bag and we began to re-hash the back nine when I possibly used it last.

This 7 iron did not turn up anywhere and I went to the course the very next day to check areas where I had hit from but that too was unsuccessful.

I decided I would wait about a week or two just to see if it was gonna turn up. All the while, not understanding how someone would take someone else's club. Especially when the golf gods frown upon that sort of stuff. This is a game where honesty is paramount and when you aren't honest, your game will suffer drastically.

I had ordered a new 7 iron after a couple weeks and my set was complete but was still perturbed as to what had actually happened to my old one. All the while, jokes were thrown out, hexes were cast, stories were told, just about everything short of a funeral was done for this 7 iron.

Which brings me to today. We played a round of golf at the scene of the crime, and the guy who I played with that fateful day joined us. It's been 2 months since the missing 7 iron so it wasn't even a thought in anyone's mind. That is until we got to the green of the 2nd hole. We're all on the green when the fellow turns ghost white and exclaims, "Holy shit, your 7 iron!!"

Even though he had checked his bag, he didn't check it thoroughly enough because there it was. My 7 iron was in his bag the entire time. The guy felt horrible but we had a good laugh because of it.

It couldn't have been solved in a better manner. We were at the same course, and I was playing with him. Had he just called me and said he found it, or if we were at a different course it just wouldn't be the same.

Well there you have it. The 7 iron saga comes to a close and we know what happened. So if any of you want a brand new 7 iron, or know of anyone that would like one, just let me know because I have two of the same exact club.

It's just comforting to know exactly what happened. Now I can stop praying to the golf gods and my faith in golf etiquette has been restored.