You may have noticed but I occassionally suffer from an acute bout of Rant-o-lot-itus. Not just about games either - pretty much everything. From driving, to television, to politics, to the price of eggs and super markets. Nothing, when the mood takes me, is safe from a good rant and why should it be?
Golf is a subject that has been a target for my rants on occasion. Mostly because it's clique nature within the corporate world makes me sick.
I - a little bit of insight into me - do corporate sales within the financial market sector of London. The Square Mile as it is refered. This is all well and good but between dodgy handshakes, questionable lunch expenses and dubious friendships, golf plays a significant role.
What I have noticed is, if people aren't talking about it, they are watching it. If they aren't watching it, they are spending money on it. And if they aren't spending money on it they wagging off work with their bosses to play it. Or trying to coerce me into expensing it for them.
To which I say 'Golf ruins a perfectly nice walk in the countryside.'
Wicked 18 is the ultimate answer to a number of golf related suggestions I have made in the past. Centering on the root of all my suggestions which is 'All golfers can go to hell for all I care'.
...that is exactly what this game is about - playing Golf in hell.
...It's rubbish too. The handling is fine and it's easy to get a nice swing and watch the ball sail down the fairway - all jolly good but the 'hell' element makes it fiddly and annoying and rubbish, with it's great stone pillars popping up in the middle and mountainous hole location. Just annoying.
Is it rare? Could be.
3DO Kid.
