Urban golf is just like its grass-cut cousin, but designed for fans of the gentlemen's game with no access to snooty clubs or expensive gear. Urban golfers just grab a thrift-store 5-iron, beers and some desolate cityscapes (Philly has a surplus of all three), and presto-the entire city is your fairway. No fees, no dress codes, no bans on Jews or blacks or Mexicans or women, no dressing like a total dick-just good, clean dirty urban fun. Anything can serve as a hole: trash cans, lamp posts, even storm drains (for that satisfying "sunk putt" feeling). Some golfers use a plastic Almost Golf ball that travels about a third the distance of a regular ball and won't break windows. Others prefer a leather orb filled with goose feathers, which won't roll into street gutters and just sits up to be hit. Now a common sight in London, Seattle and San Francisco, urban golf has yet to catch on in Philadelphia despite our 900 acres of vacant, blighted land.