Who we are

We're not good at golf. We just refuse to stop.

Dog Shot Golf started the way most bad ideas do: a group of mates, a ruined scorecard, and the slow realisation that the best part of the round was never the golf. It was the shank into the car park. The three-putt from four feet. The drive so bad the group behind applauded.

Golf is obsessed with getting better. We're obsessed with having a laugh — together. Because every fella who's ever thrown a club knows the truth: the disasters are the stories, and the stories are the point.

So we built the app. Dog Shot Golf tracks your howlers, not your handicap — every duff, chunk and water ball earns its proper dishonour, complete with names, badges and AI write-ups that record the carnage in more detail than anyone asked for. (We'll keep your actual score too. We don't judge. Much.)

Then came the merch. Hats and gear printed by us, in small batches, so you and your mates can dress like pros while playing like something else entirely. Every order keeps the app alive and the laughs free.

And then we found where all of this truly belongs: The Society Day. The Golf Trip. The stag do. The annual week away where twelve blokes and one shared delusion of competence take on a course that deserves better. We don't book your trip or plan your itinerary — that bit's on you. Dog Shot Golf is what you bring with you: the rosters, the groups, the fines, the leaderboard nobody respects, and the write-ups your mates will be quoting at the bar for years.

Bad shots. Good mates. Great days. That's the whole philosophy — and the only membership requirement is a sense of humour about your own swing.

Welcome to the Clubhouse.