Perhaps there will be some folks who will be watching The Open for the first time this weekend. They don't fully understand the difference between links golf vs the parkland golf they're typically used to seeing on tv. They're interested, but they just don't know what they're in store for.
All you have to do is so them this photo of Paul Larsen and that wild head of hair this fella is working with and they'll get the point. Imagine trying to hit a shot out of that thing. I had to hit the ball off of Frankenstein's fat foot, but that's a helluva better lie than that would be.
What a life this man must lead. Just gets to wake up every morning and design a course for chaos and carnage, ties one one and catches some live music at some point throughout the night, pass out, wake up the next morning and do it all again. Christ. I've never needed a Behind The Greens more than I do with Paul Larsen right now. What a ride that would be.
P.S. - Yes, the joke is there to be made about GREENSkeeper and "green" as in pot/marijuana/cannabis/devil's lettuce. I just didn't want to be the 79th person to make it this hour.