Dream: Nice Shot, Grab that Cash!

I was at a place that was like an extra-large mini-golf facility.  I remember being on the tee box, maybe with Tiger Woods, and he was asked about which line he’d be taking. He said he’d be playing the low-stinger type of shot aimed directly toward the pin, down the left edge; this was in contrast to the alternative which was a longer-but-wider path which went out to the right side and eventually curved to the left.  So I went for the direct line as well. I either hit it with Tiger, or maybe as Tiger, and the shot was successful. I/we walked down the ‘fairway’ toward the ‘green’ area; I put these in air-quotes because it became obvious this was not a full-size ordinary course.  The grass was artificial, the scale was smaller than traditional, and there were artificial barriers which separated the two fairway options, as well as an enclosure around the green area which was like a little-league baseball diamond’s backstop.  So I got around the pin, which was in the center of this square-shaped enclosure, and suddenly I saw my ball which had come to rest along the back edge, but then just slipped through a crack and went out of sight– just disappeared.  I was like WTF, but suddenly was down to a lower area directly below the green, where it became apparent that the ball had dropped down to another enclosure which was more like a garage in its size and shape. It was like the green was upstairs on the roof, and this new place was down below and inside, with access through an open door facing away from the direction we had teed off from.  Given that this was mini-golf or something more like entertainment than traditional golf, I assumed it was just a feature of the hole, that the ball was still in play. I saw the ball on a table, along with some cash that I believed was mine, which I looked forward to picking up once I made the final putt.  Suddenly, however, a grounds-crew guy popped out and started running a leaf-blower, and held up his hand as a temporary partition between the table and where I was standing.  I kept thinking my cash was going to blow away, so I walked over to grab it.

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