If you spend enough time on golf courses, you are bound to be involved in or bear witness to a scuffle. Nothing puts polo-clad white dudes in the mood to scrap like golf’s combination of heat, frustrating gameplay, and cheap beer. Things usually cool down before any punches are thrown, but sometimes you get something like this:
It’s nice to see the two combatants shake hands like that. I bet they laughed it all off over a few Heinekens and re-run of Tosh.0 in the clubhouse bar.