A team of pastry chefs who brought croissants instead of protein bars.
"That’s for the late fees!" Gary from the hardware store joked, tipping his cap as his team fell one stroke behind. 🏆 The Final Green
Armed with rangefinders but questionable swings.
The evening ended at the clubhouse with a feast catered by the very businesses that had just spent five hours competing. Contracts were signed on napkins, new friendships were forged over missed putts, and the town felt a little smaller, and a lot tighter, than it had that morning.
The "Local Buy Golf Day" proved that while they were competitors on the street, they were one team when it came to their town.
Led by Gary, wearing neon suspenders.
The vibe was less "country club" and more "neighborhood block party." ⛳ The Tee Off