Why Does Playing 18 Holes Now Take Five Hours?

I’m not proud of myself. There we were, my son and I, not more than 100 yards from the 16th green, waiting once again for the “gentleman” up ahead to get the damned ball in the damned hole. As he lined up his third putt—squat, hold up a finger, close one eye, walk round for a confirmatory view from the other side—for what I calculated would be a triple-bogey seven, I yowled, “Come