Every so often, a blog post idea comes along that not only defies satire, it defies mockery of any sort. It's perfect in and of itself, and my job then is just to deliver awareness. With that in mind, ladies and gentlemen, I give you:
A video game developed by Illfonic and seeking a publisher, it's billed as "Billy Madison" meets "Friday." (Perhaps they meant "Happy Gilmore"?) MTV Multiplayer more accurately nails it as "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas" meets "Tiger Woods '09." And based on that screenshot above, you can get a pretty good idea of what's involved -- cruising through a blighted urban landscape using your golf club to bash the heck out of stuff. You know, just like Davis Love III and Charles Howell III used to do when they were kids.
Anyway, you're supposed to play an 18-hole "course" here, but you've got to traverse all kinds of terrain and dodge any number of bad guys to even find the freakin' holes. Plus, you get to make use of explosive golf balls, rubber golf balls and spiked golf balls, just like Stevie Williams keeps tucked away in Tiger's bag. You shoot golf balls through dumpsters and abandoned buildings, working your way up from mean, gang-ridden, war-torn streets all the way to the country club, exactly like Phil Mickelson did.
Now, you can imagine that this game would inspire all kinds of kneejerk protests from its title alone, but upon closer reading, it actually sounds pretty cool. After years of playing amongst computerized bird chirps, it'd be refreshing to tee up with the sounds of distant sirens and gunfire in the background. Here's hoping these cats land a publisher soon.