Watching Tom Watson's three-from-the-edge on the last regulation hole of the British Open was enough to make even a hardy golf nut agree with all those people who make fun of it. Maybe it really is an idiotic game. To suffer one of the most grievous professional heartbreaks of a lifetime by fanning an attempt at an eight-footer after having done everything right for 71 holes -- that's not golf, that's some marathon existential spoon-egg race.
