Jenny Sanders writes:
"We have, I fear, slipped back into what I regard as 'sterile' territory – as soon as there's something that might inspire a little bit of emotion, get rid of it in favour of racking up silly points and beating 13-year-olds on the other side of the pond. In spite of all that, there is still nothing like taking a 9.5 degree driver and absolutely belting the ball into a tree, complete with bullet-time and sound effects."
