If I were Peter Dawson, the chief executive of the R and A, I would be feeling a mite uncomfortable in my finely-crafted, leather-stitched shoes today.
The startling news to fly across the Atlantic this week that Augusta National Golf Club had just chosen to end 80 years of dubious tradition by admitting its first two female members must make the doggedly all-male Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews feel distinctly hot under the collar.
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