I've had days where I've felt the touch of the Golf Gods - where it felt like the rest of the world had melted away - at Bulls Bay, MPCC Shore Course, NGLA, and Pasatiempo. I also felt it the day I played with my dad when he played golf for the first time after he recovered from quadruple bypass at the age of 78.
I also felt the touch of the Golf Gods the day Phil fell out of the sky with an Almighty Crash at Winged Foot, but in a much different way. That's the most awful thing I've seen in golf.