Golfthere should be a song about the greatness of the game. Let's face it; golf is a billion plus dollar industry that has guys obsessing about whacking a tiny ball around. More curse words have been invented on the links than in any other place in the world in the history of our human race. It's a lovely walk in the park ruined by a teeny white dimpled ball. Oh, did I mention that I obsess about playing a round three days before I even get to the course? We love the game. Why fight it? We need all of our cool stuff too. We need the Dry Joy shoes, the pro-bag, and the best balls in the business as well as tees, markers, and a divot fixer. Basically only the whole shebang will do. If only we could get one device that had the majority of these contentsif only Swiss Army would develop a golf tool set that perhaps had a sleeve of balls, we would be half way there. What's that? They did?
