Today's Top 5 Mulligans — Wed 15 Jul 2026

Mark from Boca Raton found himself in a pickle, the kind that makes you want to trade your clubs for a very, very strong margarita. He was lining up a birdie putt, picturing himself as a golfing demigod, ready to shave strokes and, more importantly, escape the dreaded ranger’s glare.

The golf course at Royal Birkdale currently resembles a forgotten patch of desert. We’re talking brown and yellow, hard as a brick. This isn’t your perfectly manicured country club lawn fantasy.

We all know that one guy. The one whose putter seems to have a personal vendetta against the hole, who fights it like a teenager fighting a bedtime. In our latest gear torture test, we had a volunteer whose performance on the greens was so spectacularly awful, a triple-bogey looked like a masterclass in comparison.

Look, I get it. Golf is a game steeped in tradition, and traditions breed their own lingo. But some of these terms feel less like insider knowledge and more like a conspiracy to make a simple walk in the park sound like a PhD seminar on quantum physics.

Let’s have a little chat about golf history, shall we? Most of us remember Nike’s audacious dive into the golf equipment pool, especially that whole thing with a certain prodigiously talented young man.