"Get oot o' there wi' yer bluidy magic lantern," thundered Scotland's late golfing great, Andra Kirkaldy, when a cameraman dared set foot on the sacred Old Course at St. Andrews at the turn of the century. Had Kirkaldy been around St. Andrews last week, he probably would have heaved his clubs into the North Sea. Heavy tractors trundled television cameras, cables and lights all over the course. Cameramen swarmed over roughs and fairways, technicians and officials thronged the greens, and close to 5,000 Scots followed the proceedings with alternating amusement and dismay. For an 18-hole golf match between two of...
Sport: Bluidy Magic Lantern
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