Isn’t golf a captivating enigma? It is a puzzle, a seductive siren, a fickle mistress. One has golfing moments when the spirit is riding on Mt. Everest, only to be followed by moments in the depths of Death Valley. There are fleeting spells when it seems so simple, so easy, then periods when you are sure it is next to impossible. Have you noticed some unusual phenomena associated with the game? The hole size seems to change depending upon the importance of the putt. The presence of a pro while one is teeing off can turn fluid muscles into stone. ...