Because it’s real. No influencer photo ops. Just people being joyfully sweaty.
You don’t need to be good at sports. Honestly, being bad at sports is almost a welcome gift. They love a trier.
Plus, the Sunday roast at the clubhouse is dangerously good. The Yorkshire puddings are the size of your head.
One Last Weird Thing
The club’s mascot is a badger named Barry. He’s a stuffed toy that lives in a cabinet. He sometimes “attends” club meetings.
If you ask nicely, they let you take Barry to the bar. He’s had more pints than most members.
Don’t pet Barry. He bites—metaphorically.
