Owning a driving range inside the city limits is like a license to print money. I don't think I ask much out of a driving range. Decent mats, clean balls and accessible hours. Hell you need even less people now with the advent of the machine that doles out the balls. This place has none of them. It is april and there are no grass tees yet. BTW they opened for the season this week although it has been golfing weather for a month. The mats look like the carpet at my 107 year old aunt Irene's house. Worn and thread bare. Let's talk about the hours. This place is equipped with lights yet they only sell buckets of balls until 730. It is still light out. Finally lets you have the pit to hit into. When I arrived I wasn't sure if this was a driving range or an excavation site for a mastodon or a strip mining operation. There is no grass on the range. Just mud. Makes it a good tool to figure out how far you actually are hitting the ball. Oh, they are cash only also.
Bottom line, this place sucks. The best hope is that the owner sells it to someone that actually wants to make money and service golfers in Pittsburgh.