Did you ever hit one of those towering tee balls that just seems to stay up there in the high wind currents forever, and you are trying to work it into the right position while the wind is uncertain, not too strong, a bit crossing, but not exacty consistent from one direction. While the ball is in long flight, you love it, you hate it, you love it again, you go through about 5 stages of emotion hoping for a good outcome when the ball finally comes down and settles.
What would you call that?
How about a Mucci-Paul?