Eighteen holes of frustration, lost balls, and questioning your entire existence. The sport that humbles everyone. At least you're outside. At least there's a cart. At least the clubhouse has a bar.
Details: A retro-style illustration of a 1950s golfer in classic attire holding a club. Text reads "GOLF" in large green block letters, with "If it was easy they'd call it your mom." below.
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