No, this thread is not about Golddust's finishing move. It's for sharing your stories of the dreams of people in your lives being shattered. I'll start. (cliffs at bottom, you lazy bastards) My father-in-law, who is a super nice guy, was apparently a stud golfer when he was young, but marriage, kids, and a pretty severe back injury forced him to focus on other priorities. Fast forward 30 years or so, and he starts to get back into it. He dominates local competition in the seniors division so he starts entering any tournament within reasonable driving distance. I don't know how amateur golf works but apparently he wins enough of them that he gets an invite to a tournament that can land him a spot on the PGA senior tour if he does well. So here he is in his 50's, with a second shot to make his dreams come true. A lot of the competitors there are guys that he's beaten before, so we're all pretty confident. And what does he do? He gets up to the first tee and shanks it right into the trees. His next shot is even worse, and the next, and the next. At one point he turns to his daughter and lifts his hand, "I can't stop my hand from shaking." She tries to get him to do some deep breaths and calm down, but he continues to play terribly. Once he was far enough behind that he had no shot at placing in the top half, then he was able to calm down and get his swing back and finish out strong, but it was too late. The pressure just got to him and he choked. The following year everyone was encouraging him to get back out there and earn another shot, but he wasn't doing as well in the small tourneys. It was like he was defeated mentally, which is like the worst thing that can happen to you in golf. Then he started to have back problems again, and could only manage to play sporadically, on good days when he wasn't in too much pain. This was years ago and he's been just a sporadic golfer since. And every year his back gets a little worse and he gets a little older. We all held out hope that he'd be able to make another run at it, but it's becoming obvious to all of us now that he'll never get another shot. A few years later his business failed and he went through some major financial troubles. Today, and no, I'm not kidding, he works as a janitor, and probably will continue to do so until his back finally gives out completely and he can't work at all anymore. I feel so bad for the guy every time I see him. cliffs: 1. Awesome golfer never gets shot to turn pro when young 2. Gets 2nd chance to turn pro when he's old 3. Completely chokes. Utter humiliation 4. Never recovered mentally, now works as janitor Anyone got shattered dreams stories? Share 'em!