Because they want to make it affordable for real golf fans to be able to go, instead of encouraging every Tom, Dick and Harry to enter into themselves and their grandmother into the lottery as some sort of lottery ticket that doesn’t give a fuck about golf, just trying to making some money. It is Golf in its purest form, to be enjoyed by real fans. Cheap food, No phones, no running, no Bababooey or mashed potatoes, no talking when someone is hitting, they don’t even tell you to be quiet. You just better fucking do it. Massively overstaffed by happy people, bathroom attendants, security guards that escort women thru crowds and put them on the rope so they can see. A beautiful course upon which everyone has the exact same chair that you can leave anywhere, and sit in anyone else’s chair until they return. A peach ice cream sandwich, pulled pork sandwich and a beer for $12. A massive shipping operation and bag check right next to the store. Lines that never stop moving. Every detail is accounted for. A place with manners and order and smiles and hello, friend, where are you from and the conversation goes on from there. Because that’s the way it should be.