Ever find your Saturday 18 holes a tad too… civil? Does the gentle breeze and the occasional polite nod feel less like a sport and more like a spa day? Well, strap on those ridiculously expensive shoes, because September's got a little something to make you practically beg for a golf cart.
Forget your leisurely back nine. We're talking a full 36 holes. In one day. Yes, you heard that right. It’s a golf marathon designed for the truly deranged, the ones who believe a good walk spoiled is best served with an extra helping of exhaustion and a side of philanthropy. Imagine starting before the birds have even considered chirping and finishing when the most athletic thing you can manage is a slow shuffle to the parking lot, all for a darn good cause.
This whole crazy ordeal, rather optimistically named The Big Golf Race Major, is happening at the rather swanky Fulford Golf Club. It’s your shot at playing a proper course while simultaneously questioning every life choice that led you to this point. Think of it as running a marathon, but instead of chafing, you’re worried about chunking your approach shot into the water.
And it’s not just about bragging rights, though I’m sure some chaps will be insufferable about it. The real prize is raising cash for Prostate Cancer UK. It’s a cracking way to combine your questionable addiction to hitting a small ball with a very real chance to do some good in the world. So, are you man enough to face two rounds, or will you be stuck watching from the sidelines, clutching your aching back?