After I graduated from West Virginia University, I started playing golf. I worked the 2:30-11 p.m. shift at the local newspaper and a friend of mine had a similar shift in a coal mine, so about once a week, we’d play a round of golf at one of the cheap local courses.

We had a good ol’ redneck time. We took as many mulligans as we wanted; we teed up in the fairway if we felt like it; and we laughed the whole 18 holes. Save for the time my buddy drove a bit too fast on the potholed path and I had to jump out of the cart to keep from falling out on my face, we always had a blast. Who knew golf could be so fun!

We’d have been naturals for the redneck golf tournament (without the Budweiser because neither of us drink):

The tourney has rules that are strictly enforced, including no collared shirts, no golf shoes allowed, golfers are allowed to wear jeans and golfers may bring up to three clubs, having to use a putter provided by the event. Proceeds will benefit The Angelus, which is a full-time residential facility for the severally handicapped.

Williams also says many golfers bring water guns and play with them during the event, and there will be plenty of Budweiser on hand for those golfers, most of whom will be wearing flip flops or even cowboy boots with shorts.