Just as the United States Golf Association says, "I really, really, really love golf." It's fun, good exercise without a cart, an unconquerable adventure, and cheaper than a shrink. That's why one of us confessed: "My wife said it's her or golf. Boy, am I going to miss my wife." I'm kidding. But there are some things that are really starting to bother me. The prize money on the three big tours is increasingly obscene and already unconscionable. And it's getting really, really, really expensive. The costs of equipment and play are escalating quicker than the price of a back-up quarterback in the NFL.

However, I'm not too concerned about the costs. They'll come down as the game's popularity mimics the growth and decline graphs of tennis, racketball, jogging, and so on. Indeed, I feel a lit…