<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://www.titleist.com.sg/teamtitleist/utility/feedstylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>154 Yard 8 Iron</title><link>/teamtitleist/b/hole-in-one-stories/posts/154-yard-8-iron</link><description> I never play well with my brother. He is a scratch, and I can&amp;amp;#39;t seem to be able to put 18 holes together even when he&amp;amp;#39;s having a bad day. But today I addressed the ball, with my 8 iron in hand, put a good swing on it, BAMB, one hop.... GONE. This was</description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><generator>Telligent Community 10</generator></channel></rss>