It’s all happening at the Old Course — a modern-day Open Championship requires the kind of epic production process that the MGM big-wigs embarked on with Ben-Hur.
Grandstands are rising up here, scoreboards are emerging there and the clatters, batters and clanks of hectic industry are generating more racket than Charlton Heston’s chariot race.
Last weekend’s declaration during the Masters by Tiger Woods, meanwhile, that he’ll be at St. Andrews for July’s 150th showpiece whipped up such a flurry of excitement, the weather vane on top of the Royal & Ancient clubhouse just about birled itself crooked.
