Golf, the elegant course where the deep friendship of Condi and Mary Meeker flourished.

Who knew chasing a little white ball could be the secret sauce? For Condi and Mary, hitting the golf course somehow stripped away all the high-powered seriousness and just let them be... well, golfers. There's nothing quite like a truly terrible slice or a putt that defies gravity in the wrong direction to break the ice and build some genuine, laugh-about-it-later camaraderie. All those hours navigating bunkers and debating club selection apparently did more for their friendship than any stuffy meeting ever could, proving that sometimes, bonding is best done while slightly frustrated on a perfectly manicured lawn.