I am a 46 year old single father, and I am definitely not the target audience for a chaotic multiplayer mini golf game. My son, who is 15 now, asked me to buy Golf With Your Friends. He said it was fun, stupid in a good way, and something we could play together. I assumed it would be another game I sat next to him for, smiling and pretending to care.

At first, that is exactly what happened. I watched him and his friends bounce balls off walls, fall through holes, yell at each other, and laugh at the dumbest mistakes. Balls would fly off the map. Someone would rage quit. Everyone else would laugh. I did not get it. It looked loud, messy, and pointless. I wondered how this could possibly be fun.

One evening, after he went to bed, I loaded it up myself. No story. No tutorials that really mattered. Just a ball, a course, and gravity doing whatever it wanted. I missed easy shots. Overshot everything. Fell off the map more times than I can count. And then something clicked. I stopped trying to be good. I started laughing at how bad I was. I relaxed.

The next day, I told my son I played. He did not tease me. He did not brag. He just smiled and said, “Play with me.” So we did. We argued over angles. We laughed at impossible bounces. Sometimes one of us would win, sometimes neither of us cared. The scores stopped mattering. The moments did not.

For the first time in a long while, we were not rushing. We were not distracted. We were just sitting together, laughing at stupid physics and bad shots, sharing something simple and light.

Thank you, Golf With Your Friends, for turning nonsense into connection, and for giving me a silly little space where I could meet my son halfway and just have fun with him.

It's golf. With your friends. And sometimes strangers without friends who need friends and then get angry at you and you realize why they have no friends to play with.

游戏已经买了，朋友在哪里领？