The cell phone ban at the Masters is serious. If there were a TV show called Augusta Law, it would feature security guards confiscating the badges of talkative golf fans.
I love the ban. I wish cell phones were banned from the gym -- except in lobbies and hallways -- the bookstore and restaurants. If you have to talk, find a quiet corner, go to the entrance or go outside.
The ban so much a part of Masters life that when I get in my car and drive away I'm reluctant to pick up the phone.
And this is good.