There was a hole something like that (not that severe, but I believe the dogleg was more than 90 degrees) on a course I played near my uncle's home in Alton, Illinois, when I was about 13. It was memorable, but not a good hole.
The only dogleg that sharp I've seen on a plan was on a par-five hole for Ralph Barton's third nine at Hanover CC at Dartmouth ... it was a long three-shotter through the trees with a very sharp dogleg at the end of the second shot. It did not survive the test of time, and the trees were growing over it when I walked the property.