Samuel Pond Ball Clintock wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth, a Titleist in his fairway, or a Cadillac in his driveway. No, Sammy is coming of age in a shack at the edge of town with a golf-gifted daddy who’s sworn off the game and who hasn’t held a driver’s license, a 9-iron, or a real job in years. Still, Sammy has reason to be happy, what with a legendary golf course in his back yard and pond balls aplenty in his back pocket. There’s one big problem though. Mimosa G.C. hasn’t been a real course since the dark days of the Great Depression. When Pond Ball, his daddy, and his best friends begin resurrecting the abandoned lay, they’re bound to stir up 18 holes worth of trouble. Before they can holler fore! he and his friends find themselves caught up in a struggle to save the old course from the bulldozer, and the memories some would prefer to bury. Pond Ball and company prove it’s not what brand of golf ball you play that gives you soul, but in whom and what you believe.