Elite golf gets cool (and no, we’re not talking about tacos)
After five years of golf drought in Mexico City (yes, you know, that city where a hole in the fairway counts more as an urban obstacle than as a playing field), LIV Golf decided that it was time to give glamor *made in CDMX* to the sport of clubs and balls that we hate when they get lost in the grass. Goodbye to Mayakoba, hello to **Club de Golf Chapultepec**, where the green is so exclusive that even the trees seem to look at you with an air of superiority.
The revolutionary league (which sounds like *”the Avengers but with tacky polos”*) arrives with its 13 teams, 54 players and a cast of stars that would make any fan cry with emotion: **Bryson DeChambeau** (the mad scientist of golf), **Phil Mickelson** (the cool grandfather), **Jon Rahm** (the Basque who provides the drama) and **Dustin Johnson** (the guy who looks like he came out of a whiskey commercial). But surprise! The real *main characters* are the Mexicans **Abraham Ancer** and **Carlos Ortiz**, because what would a tournament in Mexico be without the *hometown pride* and the shouts of “Throw eggs!” from the gallery?
Carlos Ortiz: between dream and pressure (but without drama, this is not a soap opera)
Ortiz, the man from Guadalajara who represents the **Torque** team (a name that sounds like an alternative rock band), already has a trophy in the Saudi circuit and a second place in Adelaide. But, let’s be honest: **winning at home is the golf equivalent of eating a good pozole without burning your tongue**. In an interview with *EL UNIVERSAL Deportes*, he dropped the gem: *”The truth is, it would be a dream come true to win here, but golf is unpredictable… like the weather in CDMX”*.
And although it sounds like an athlete cliché, the guy is right: golf is more treacherous than a Tinder *match*. But Ortiz, far from being overwhelmed by local pressure, sees it as **”a commitment to the race that vibrates you”** (millennial translation: *”the clear, it motivates me to be crazy”*). With two Olympics on his resume and a career that inspires more than a motivational *coach* speech, he confesses that lifting the trophy in Chapultepec would be **”the most important triumph of his career”**. In other words, more epic than when you manage to park in a space in Rome.
Why is this tournament more relevant than your last selfie?
Mexico is not just a land of tacos and memes; It is also **a field of golf giants**. LIV Golf not only brings in money and *glam* (although the poles are still questionable), but it puts the country on the *fancy* sports map. And no, it’s not just another tournament: it’s the opportunity for Ancer and Ortiz to show the world that **Mexican golf is not just the *hole in one* that they put into the public budget**.
So, if you go to Chapultepec, wear your best outfit (no shorts with white socks, please), scream as if you were at a Bad Bunny concert and, above all, vibrate with the excitement of a sport that, for a few days, will be as cool as smog**.
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