Urd couldn’t possibly have expected him to play under such conditions… Could she? The genie thought about it briefly, drawing to a conclusion he was less than pleased with: yes. Yes, she would. Surely under similar circumstances he would feel the same though, would he not? He gripped the steering wheel to his cart tightly, irritably awaiting the goddess to arrive at the hole. She was going to win this match with ease; at this point the djinn could only play worse. He knew it, she knew it, everyone knew it.

“It just had to be golf.” He grumbled after pulling himself out of his cart and managed to drag both his bag and himself onto the green. “What was wrong with ultimate Frisbee or cup stacking? Those are both fun. Those are both sports. Why did I pick golf, why?!”