Last month, I had two very memorable golf days. The first was the annual charity golf tournament we host in conjunction with our good friends at Chevron Global Lubricants.

That day, the forecasters all predicted rain. Although the heavens did open up, 144 damp golfers managed to raise over $10,000 for the Canadian Centre for Abuse Awareness.

The CCAA is a national charity established for the prevention of child abuse and adult victimization. As unbelievable as it may sound, in Ontario, one in three girls and one in five boys are sexually abused.

This charity assists these victims and educates the public on the detrimental role abuse plays in our society.

I’d like to thank the various sponsors, organizers, prize donators and the diehard golfers for their generous support in making this event a success.

And finally, a big round of applause goes to the course designers of “Woodensticks.” What a great (albeit humbling) golf course.

My second memorable golf day involves the never-ending quest for the elusive hole-in-one.

I have heard the odds of bagging one are approximately 14,000 to one (sounds like the same odds as my beloved Leafs winning the Stanley Cup.)

That being the case, I have calculated that over the last 40 years, I’ve probably logged close to 800 games. Most 18-hole courses are designed with at least three par three holes.

This means, in theory, I’ve had 2,400 chances of obtaining the ultimate ace.

Using the 14,000 to one equation, all I need to do to is play another 3,866 games (11,598 par 3 holes) and I’m in!

The Golf Gods do work in mysterious ways. A few years ago, a close friend of mine hit a three-wood on a 147-yard par three (the man knows his game).

It bounced down the fairway, zigging and zagging, finally touching down inside the cup. Nice. Not bad for someone who’s played less than a dozen games…in his lifetime.

The latest one I witnessed was a few weeks ago. It was a 200-yard par three, a tough one at that.

My friend, we’ll call him Brad, hit the perfect shot. The ball hit just short of the green, bounced once and ran straight into the hole.

After the celebration, someone asked Brad if that was his first. “Actually it’s my third,” was his response.

I’d be investing in Lotto-649 tickets instead of golf games if I were Brad.

I’ll keep chasing that hole-in-one and the Leafs will keep chasing that cup. Unfortunately, I’m beginning to think my chances of seeing either in my lifetime are slim to none.

– Rob Wilkins is the publisher of Truck News and he can be reached at 416-510-5123.