Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Enough already with the phones!

Maybe I'm old-fashioned, or just old, but a recent announcement by the PGA has set me to hoppin'.
It seems it's now OK to take cell phones onto the course during play at PGA events - a former no-no that was punishable by having your phone impounded.
Now though since those supposedly wiser than the rest of us have decided it's fine to make, and yes, receive phone calls while those about you toil away from the minimal amounts of money they play for, all hell is likely to break loose.
Can you imagine the vile looks coming from Tiger as he yanks yet another 3-foot putt wide of the mark because you're phone rings in his downstroke?
The lambasting you'll get from Stevie Williams, who's now toting Adam Scott's bag when you let out a yelp over some good news your buddy just informed you of while Scott's about to hit a drive?
Or the scowls of the ever-present tourney marshals who watch everyone like a hawk sizing up a chicken coop?
Apparently though, the PGA thinks everything will be OK.
"Mobile devices have become an important part of everyday life, and we understand it's difficult to ask our fans to 'unplug' during their time on the golf course at the Hyundai Tournament of Champions," said Tournament Director Nancy Cross said in a media release. "Allowing cell phones on the golf course has been a tremendous fan enhancement at PGA TOUR events since the policy was implemented. We anticipate our fans will be respectful of the rules and regulations associated with the policy, but also very active while at the tournament."
Yeah, right.
To me, not enough people know yet you can take a cell phone onto the course. This was prohibited before - in fact last year and the one prior, phones had to be checked at a special booth as you entered the grounds for the Hyundai T of C.
Not now though, so now it's life as normal, even on the golf course.
You know...people yakking on their phones in the movies; annoying you in the check-out line at the grocery store and making you feel like an eavesdropper at the park because you're close enough to hear them "phone speak" to their colleagues.
And now, that's coming to a golf course near you....'Honey, pick up some milk on your way home,' or 'Where the hell are you? You're mother's here and driving me nuts!'
I can hardly wait...although the players probably won't feel the same way.

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