This is a tribute to that one old-timer who has a standing tee time and is nothing short of a local legend. You know the guy. He pushes a custom velvet cart, sometimes rocks a fedora, always rips a stogie, tells insane stories about the discoteque, and never misses a fairway. His name is probably Stevey. Correction, it’s definitely Stevey. The dude is one smooooth cat.