Okay let’s be real, I saw this “Five O Fore Golf” popping up online and everyone seemed hyped. “Easier than real golf!” “Tons of fun!” Yeah yeah, heard it before. But I figured, why not actually give it a shot? Worst case, it’s an excuse to hang outdoors. Here’s how my first awkward attempt went down.
What the Heck Am I Doing?
Step one was figuring out what the game actually is. Turns out it’s kinda like frisbee golf meets ball golf? You use a disc club (looks weird, like a plastic stick with a scoop) to fling these rubber balls towards a target. Five holes, total par 20? Something like that. Found a course downtown – basically a city park with some baskets set up near trees and stuff. Honestly, felt a bit silly walking up with my borrowed disc club.
Getting Grip… And Failing
Step two is all about how you hold the darn thing. The instructions said to put your index finger along the edge of the disc part. Felt super unnatural. First few tosses? Embarrassing. Like, really embarrassing. The ball either dribbled forward about six feet or shot off sideways like I was trying to play croquet. Got a few concerned looks from people walking their dogs. Had to stop, breathe, and actually watch this shaky YouTube video someone showed me. Figured out my wrist was supposed to flick, not my whole arm swinging like a maniac. Felt better after that… kinda.
Finding My “Stance”
Step three: standing like I mean it. Thought it was just “stand there and throw.” Wrong. Played around – closed stance, open stance, legs kinda bent like I’m about to do a weird little squat. Seemed like being square to the target, shoulders level-ish, and focusing on that flick was the trick. Still felt wobbly, but less likely to launch the ball into the next county. Progress?
Aiming Is Trickier Than It Looks
Step four, aiming and actually trying to hit something. The targets were these large metal baskets maybe… 50-75 yards out? Not that far? You’d think. Yeah, no. My concept of where the ball would go was wildly off. Kept underthrowing badly, or slamming into trees I swore I wasn’t aiming at. That white line on the disc club? Started mocking me. Finally stopped trying to murder the ball. Slowed down, focused on the flicking motion towards the target, not just whipping it hard. The balls finally started flying straighter (mostly).
Putting and My Bruised Ego
Last step, the dreaded putt. Thought chipping it close was hard? Nah. Getting it IN the basket from just 10-15 feet away felt impossible for a while. Kept hitting the rim, bouncing way out. Needed way less power, way more finesse. Practiced with those annoying misses. Eventually figured out a little underhand scoop flick, low and gentle. Plonk. Success! Took forever on just hole one. Five par holes and my score was… we don’t talk about that number.
So, Did I Love It?
- The disc club? Lightweight, cheap to buy, feels different in a fun way.
- The balls? Hard rubber, fly surprisingly far when you flick right, don’t hurt too much when you whiff and bounce one off your shin.
- The game? It’s WAY more challenging than TikTok makes it look, but genuinely fun once you stop trying to be perfect. Way more social vibe than real golf pressure too. People were laughing at their own bad shots.
- Would I play again? Actually… yes? I was sweating and laughing my butt off. It’s chaotic and feels accessible. I need more practice badly. But hey, steps one to five? Checked off messily. Just get out there and fling some balls!
