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You walk up to the mat, club in hand, feeling like Rory McIlroy. Then you swing, and the ball dribbles pathetically thirty yards to the left, possibly hitting a startled duck. Welcome to Lichfield. It’s a safe space for these humiliations, because everyone else is too busy shanking their own shots to notice yours.
The range is massive, which is essential for absorbing your slice. You won’t hit the same bay twice, which is good for variety but bad for building a relationship with a specific divot. Pro tip: If you hit the netting on the left, just claim you were “working on a controlled fade.” Nobody will believe you, but they’ll nod politely.
