Urban Golf. This phrase might strike absolute terror into your heart, seeing as it contains two of the most horrible words on Earth. But if you can put aside your phobia of 'a good walk spoiled' and the occasional packs of city gents high-fiving each other as they knock a few off their handicap, then this is actually a pretty fine night out. Whack a ball full force against a video screen and the clever computer works out where it went. Continue, until you're so pissed you forget you hate golf.