We love golf. We just don't love what it pretends to be.

We started Golf Sucks because the magazines all looked the same. Pressed khakis. Pristine fairways. People who never seem to actually swing.

That's not our golf. Our golf is the muni at 7am with coffee in a paper cup. The borrowed wedge. The $20 round that turns into a story you'll tell for ten years.

So we review the courses you'll actually play. Tell stories you'll actually tell. Make merch you'd actually wear. And we say what everyone's thinking: most of the time, golf sucks. Until — for one shot, one hole, one sunset — it doesn't.