It all started with a golf ball and a crushing defeat. I took Chanel to putt-putt, fully expecting to win, but she absolutely schooled me. I told her I needed a "rematch," using a few more dates as an excuse to "study her secrets"—though I was really just falling for her . When the second game finally arrived, I realized I hadn't solved her golf game at all, but I had solved my future. I decided to stop chasing a win and start chasing a "Yes." I may have lost the match that day again ,but asking her to marry me was the best shot I ever took. Now, we’re officially engaged, and while I’m still trying to figure out her "pro" ways, I’ve got a lifetime to learn.