You hit your ball in the trees and manage to find it, lucky. Not only do you find it but you have a decent lie, lucky. There is a gap between the trees and the shot is on, lucky.
That’s three bits of luck and karma is now looking to rebalance the sequence of events. You address the ball and the pure connection sends a shiver down your spine, let’s call this the outcome of practice and dedication.
Your shot ricochets off an assortment of trees with an angle that would make pythagoras blush and you duck for cover. Golf really is a rollercoaster of emotion.