Golfer’s Accomplishment Leaves World Breathless: 450 Courses in Under a Year!
Hold the phone, folks, we have a new world record to marvel at – a golfer who’s managed to play on an astounding 450 courses in under a year, with the lofty goal of reaching 500! And here we thought the only things that could make our hearts race were natural disasters and reality TV show finales.
Our protagonist, who for some reason was not available for comment, reportedly began his journey last January, and has been non-stop golfing ever since (we can only assume he’s well-rehearsed in the lost art of the “gentleman’s game” death stare). Despite the obvious challenges this approach presents – such as less bonding time with loved ones, a global pandemic, and dwindling funds – he’s pushing forward with admirable gusto.
But let’s not skip over the absurdity of that number, 450. That’s more than one course per day for an entire year, folks. I mean, sure, we can all say we’re ambitious when we haven’t left the couch in three days, but this guy’s putting us all to shame. Is he even eating or sleeping? Is he actually a golfing robot prototype, fresh off the assembly line?
Perhaps the real kicker is that he’s not even done yet. That’s right, the golfing maniac still has 50 more courses to tick off his bucket list before he can consider himself “accomplished.” We just have one question: at what cost?
Putting aside the obvious financial burden of 500 rounds of golf, playing every single day surely takes its physical toll as well. Walking 18 holes might not sound like much to those of us who have enjoyed the luxury of a golf cart, but let’s remember that this guy’s doing it with carry bags, which must weigh roughly the same amount as a small elephant.
If that wasn’t enough, he’s also subjecting himself to the mental anguish of losing balls in lakes, missing putts, and occasionally hitting strangers with his wayward shots (we can only hope he’s enrolled in some kind of insurance plan). Not to mention the fact that he’ll probably never want to pick up a club again once he’s finished – unless, of course, he’s some kind of golf masochist.
In conclusion, while we can certainly applaud the golfer’s dedication to his craft, we also can’t help but feel a little bit exhausted just thinking about it. So if anyone needs us, we’ll be over here, sipping lemonade and enjoying the view… from a safe distance.
