Anatomy Of...
March 11, 2019

An anatomy of J.J. Watt's half-naked golf adventure

Screen Shot 2019-03-11 at 10.47.53 AM.png

Golf etiquette is a fickle mistress; a course-to-course, player-to-player gray area with 1 trillion contextual suggestions and like seven actual rules. Like every other public establishment in the western world, one of those is no shoes, no shirt, no service, unless, of course, you're J.J. Watt, who took to the 'Gram on Sunday to rub his preferred golf attire (or lack thereof) in the nose of golf cops across the internet. Remember when we were all debating the moral quandary of high tops?

But how a big a violation is Watt's notably fabric-less postcard and what else might we learn from his idyllic golf getaway? We put the quarterback nightmare's probably very staged candid under the Anatomy Of microscope to find out. When all was said and done, there wasn't much left to the imagination.

Ab-tropolis.

JJ1.jpg

Athlete's Foot.

JJ2.jpg

More important than underwear.

JJ3.jpg

Look kids, Revis Island!

JJ4.jpg

Been there, shanked that.

JJ5.jpg
JJ6.jpg

Pro shop here we come.

JJ7.jpg

We're not crying, you're crying.

JJ8.jpg

Dedicated to those no longer among us.

JJ9.jpg