Super Battle Golf takes the famously calm sport of golf, looks at centuries of etiquette and immediately drives a cart through all of it. CharlieWebb is not politely waiting for anyone to finish their turn here. Everyone is charging toward the hole at once, clubs swinging, players flying across the course and apparently a rocket launcher is considered perfectly acceptable golfing equipment now.
The problem is that Super Battle Golf treats the word technically with tremendous disrespect. One moment she is lining up a perfectly reasonable shot, the next she is sprinting across a road after the ball while half the lobby barrels toward the same flag like someone announced free drinks at the clubhouse. A par three quickly becomes par three plus vehicular manslaughter.
It is wonderfully stupid in exactly the right way. CharlieWebb can spend ten seconds carefully judging distance, angle and power, only for another player to come screaming past and turn the whole thing into Grand Theft Golf Cart.
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