There once was a man I call ShopGuy,
Who's really one heck of a golf guy.
Last week, just for fun,
he shot a hole-in-one,
Now a shrine for that ball is a must-buy.

One Wednesday night, ShopGuy called from the golf course. I thought it was a bit strange, because Wednesday is men's league, and if my calculations were correct, they weren't close to hitting the 19th hole.

When I answered, he told me he had good news and bad news: The good news? He hit a hole-in-one. The bad news? He had to buy everybody drinks. Everybody. Now, if he had done this at a tournament, he would've driven away in a Benz. But no, he drove away with a credit card bill instead -- life is so unfair.

He got home -- fairly late, I might add -- and I immediately went online to register at Titleist.com, Ping.com and every other company that had some hand in the glorious feat (apparently, you get lots of free stuff if you get a hole-in-one). But what he really needed was a little "shrine" for the ball. One that wasn't tacky. Or made of plastic "crystal." It took me almost as long as ShopGuy has waited for a hole-in-one.

Finally, we had luck at Great Golf Memories.

At $34.50, it was quite a score. The best part? I didn't have to buy anyone drinks.