The security man came reeling around the corner, a one-man offensive line.
"Excuse me, player coming through!" he said loudly but without yelling, because nobody who works for Augusta National ever yells, probably not even in their own genteel homes. "Player coming through!"
And I thought, sadly, that nobody will ever say, "Columnist coming through!"
Nobody will ever say, "Farmer coming through! Accountant coming through! Realtor coming through! Personal trainer coming through!"
"Attorney coming though?" Don't even think about it.
All I'm saying is that wouldn't it be cool, one time, to have somebody throw a block for you.