Tim Weiman got me thinking when he wrote this -- which, in my experience, sounds exactly right:
"One of the things which scares me most about golf in America is the preference young people seem to have for carts. When I say young, I mean age 15 -25. There aren't many I've met who could have joined us for that memorable fivesome in Pinehurst.
"Down at my local muni, I did my best one day to be a crumpy old man to two teenagers in carts. I barked at them:
" 'What the hell are you doing in a cart?', foolishly hoping to embarrass them into getting some exercise.
"To my utter amazement, one of these kids replied 'Casey Martin does it'.
"All was lost right then and there."
BUT PERHAPS NOT! I have two daughters, ages 11 and 13, who LOVE carts. I've let them know, innumerable times, in no uncertain terms, that golf is meant to be a game played while walking. They know that I walk whenever I'm allowed to. And still they LOVE carts.
Who can blame them, really? When you're 11 or 13 years old, what could be more fun than driving a golf cart -- up hills, down hills, around bends, across country?
That's POWER, man!
So here's what Tim got me thinking: What the cartball courses of this country need are fleets of young cart drivers -- kids too young to drive cars on the highways. Train them to drive the carts for groups of walking golfers. Divide their puny wages among the players. Let them get their cart jollies out of their systems when they're young! Show them, by example, that walking is part of golf.
Win win win.