Last week the Los Angeles Times ran an amusing article on obsessive golfers. It seems there is an official Golf Nut Society, with a website and a yearly "Golf Nut of the Year" contest. To win, you often have to do something special-like chipping and putting within a week of heart bypass surgery (2000 winner Mike Noyes), or asking a pregnant wife to have labor induced so you can play in a tournament (2001 winner Ivan Morris).
One golfer tells a joke "about a fellow in the Old Country, playing with his buddies. When a funeral hearse passes the course, he takes off his golf cap and puts it to his heart and the others are duly impressed. 'Yes,' the fellow says, 'we would have been married 37 years next week.'"
After reading the article I conclude that the wives of golf nuts are the ones who really deserve the awards … for putting up with years and years of such extreme behavior.