Venerable New Yorker writer John McPhee’s latest collection, ‘The Patch,’ hearkens back to a time essay writing was crisp and a valued part of mainstream journalism.
The women’s World Cup is simply a slower, weaker version of the men’s game. Unlike other women’s sports, it does nothing to make itself unique.
His win at the Masters this past weekend is a good reminder to us all that no matter how far we fall—or how flawed we are—we can all be redeemed.
For a man who thought just a few years ago that he might never play the game of golf again because of intense back pain, this is truly a comeback for the ages.
Malcolm Gladwell serves up a self-serving, near-socialist diatribe with a picture of a lush, manicured private Los Angeles golf course enclosed by a chain-link fence.
For my family, The Masters is a tradition unlike any other.
‘I could have made that,’ David Johnson of North Dakota yelled at two professional European golfers after they missed a putt. He wasn’t kidding.
Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia’s dissent in PGA Tour v. Casey Martin offers a sparkling microcosm of the wit and legal reasoning that made him great.
Cut the Obamas some slack. All family vacations cost around $100 million. Even in times of austerity.
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