So Bad
So Bad
Real Bad Golf began two years after the Boston College Class of 1991 graduated, and some members of the class became sad as it dawned on them that they were no longer in college.
Some of these sad people went down to Florida—because one of the guys knew a guy—where they played golf for free and drank gin.
While in Florida, these sportsmen realized that while it was true they were no longer in college, they could still occasionally gather to play golf while drinking Mudslides.
So they do that.