It is another gentle reminder, along with the existence of Jesper Parnevik's pants, that golf is different from most other athletic pursuits. Mind you, I'm not questioning whether golf is a sport. Golf needs change in its life. The wide world of sports has become a rock concert, and golf is Perry Como with a sweater tied loosely around his neck. What we need here is a little cross-pollination, an infusion of new ideas.
Golf can take a little from other sports, and it can give a little.
That means there could be an opening for stuffy old golf, an opportunity for golf to grow its audience like rye grass. Not a problem on the PGA Tour, which is made up almost entirely of rich white sons of rich white country club members. If PGA players were to go on a Freedom March in, say, Chicago, it would last however long it takes to walk and shop the Magnificent Mile. I like this idea of honoring the past, the way the Masters shows it values its history by recognizing former stars. I see Harold Baines playing catch with Harold Baines.