Ah, but this mission was slightly different. Without telling NASA, Alan Shepard smuggled a golf club and several golf balls onboard the lunar lander (ALWAYS a good idea to secretly smuggle a bunch of crap onto your carefully weighed spacecraft so you use up all your fuel faster–brilliant) and hit a couple of long drives on the lunar surface. Sadly, someone forgot to tell Shepard that there isn’t a fucking golf course on the damn Moon, so we’ll never know what his score was.
After this, NASA had to institute a “No Fucking Idiots” rule for future Moon flights. But the damage was done: One of the golf balls flew into space and broke a helium-based alien’s window on Jupiter, and now they’re coming to get us with warships armed with helium space-torpedoes. Smooth move, Alan Shepard. Your little golf stunt is about to destroy the entire human race. Hope it was fun.