Stop Looking in the Woods

The new drop just landed in the fairway.

Golf is more than a scorecard.

It’s the tee-box chats, the three-putt laugh, the walk to the cart with a fresh lie and an even fresher beer. Putter to Pints isn’t clothes. It’s the uniform for everyone who plays eighteen for the nineteenth, who knows the real trophy is a cold one and the same idiots still willing to lose ten bucks and all their dignity on a Sunday. Sink the putt. Raise the pint. Keep the stories coming.