The obvious choice would be the original Lido, though I would be just as happy to caddy there for Robert Gardner or Cyril Tolley. If I'm going to hallucinate, it might as well be in full Strawberry Fields technicolor blast.
Next, the magic Genie is going to take me back in time to play the original Sharp Park - with Alister Mackenzie. I'll wear knickers and smoke a pipe, that way he might not notice I'm from the future. I'll have to bone up on hitting hickory shafts - I cannot see pulling out a Rocketballz driver and Pro V1 on the first tee.
And finally, my fondest golfing wish is to play the original Pacific Links Course at Olympic, circa 1927. I still dream about it - tumbling down the sandy cliffs below Fort Funston, with the waves roaring and crashing as the fog cascades over the bluffs.
The Genie is going to do me one more favor . . . . . I want to play the Ocean Course of my youth just once more. Let's make it 1975 - late on a summer afternoon with Guy Young, Mike Allen and Todd Hagen. That golf course was erased when the ground beneath the 6th tee let go in 1982. The Ocean Course of today is a fine layout, but if I could swing my persimmon driver just once more - with my life still in front of me, not knowing how things would finally turn out - the darkness in my heart might lift, even if for only a moment.