You’re on the seventh hole with 145 yards left and an 8-iron in your hand. Then you look down.
There’s still dried mud packed into the grooves from a shot two holes ago.
You reach for your golf towel. Nothing.
Maybe it’s on the cart. Maybe it fell off somewhere near the sixth green. Maybe it has officially joined the collection of golf towels, rangefinders and headcovers sacrificed to the golf gods over the years.
It’s a tiny annoyance. But golf is already difficult enough without your equipment creating additional problems.
That raises an interesting question: What actually makes the best golf towel?





