“Gee,” I thought to myself, ”that sounds like a lot of fun.”
Wearing size 28 golf shoes, gargantuan club heads, and riding around in one of those tiny clown carts would be a blast. Especially if you teed it up at one of those persnickety country clubs, imagine the sneering! It would probably be so glaring you’d have to wear giant, cartoonish sunglasses. Clown on the Course.
But in the staid world of golf I’m guessing the closest we can come to clown golf is wearing some John Daly pants.
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