When you think about going for a golf outing, your first thoughts should stray towards being drunk in a field while wearing your ugliest pants and swinging a metal stick - not falling down an 18 foot hole.
This is exactly what happened to Mark Mihal, a mortgage broker from the St Louis area. You've got to feel bad for the guy - enjoying the day with his buddies, when all of a sudden mother nature decides "hey, fuck you!" Boom. Nature: 1 Mark: 0
If this guy goes golfing again anytime soon, we'll be impressed.