TSA writes: There’s something especially calming about golf whenever I see it on TV. The calming, hushed tones of the Beeb’s commentators, the lackadaisical pace as the golfers take their shots and then saunter up the green after their ball, the ambient hubbub of the watching crowds and their appreciation of a good stroke. It’s only once you reach the pointy end of a competition (or any day of the fiercely competed Ryder Cup) that the noise levels and heart rates seem to rise.
