So it’s Storm Abigail is it? Why not Storm Thor or Judge Dredd or Sith Lord? You know, something a bit more, well, stormy. But Abigail? It sounds more like the pleasant work experience girl in human resources. “Abi will be here for a short time analysing training needs in conjunction with departmental managers while loosening some tiles, disrupting ferry services and causing some localised flooding.”

For the good folk of the Highlands and Islands, where ‘Abigail’ is supposed to strike with apocalyptic fury, they will no doubt be shrugging their shoulders and re-naming her ‘Stiff Breeze Bessie’.

It’s a storm in a tea cup. Rather like Scottish football. We’re always bickering, finger-jabbing, barking and bawling about something and it seems the worse the actual product gets, the more coverage it commands. Page upon page, blog after blog, Tweet upon Tweet and airwave upon airwave. It’s all blah, blah this and yak yak that, EBTs here, title-stripping there and Ronny Roars everywhere. Imagine if the football was any good?

Of course, the most terrifying prospect for this correspondent, who is mercifully involved with the more tranquil, civilised pursuit of golf, is the thought of summer football. It’s a debate that simply won’t go away …rather like the hoo-haa about Dave King being ‘fit and proper’, whatever that means. Is it not something a woman shouted at George Clooney in Auld Reekie?

Anyway, the roon ba’ game continues to encroach on the summer schedules and, on a serious note, it is an increasingly worrying development for the profile of golf. Football fans won’t give two hoots about that, of course, but mass coverage of domestic football during the Royal & Ancient game’s peak season – at all levels - would add another layer of menace. The Scottish League Cup is set to start in July next year, there have often been European qualifiers during Open Championship week. Now they want wall-to-wall fitba’ from May to August? We may as well consign the Scottish Open to the news in brief.

A couple of years ago, a UK poll revealed that 98 per cent of disgruntled club golfers felt that golf was not a priority for the national sporting press with 97 per cent stating their belief that football simply overwhelms the thoughts of those on sports desks. Across a variety of media platforms, golf can be treated shabbily even though it is the game we Scots gave to the world. It’s our true national sport. In the cradle of the game, we are fortunate that many newspapers – this fine organ included – still harbour a long-standing passion for the sport from the amateur scene right through to the upper echelons of the professional arena, both male and female. Of course, we all know that the BBC has washed their hands of the televised game while radio updates are infuriatingly inconsistent. In the print side, meanwhile, you often have to flick through reams and reams of Premiership football, lower league football, junior football, women’s football, falconry, cribbage, shove ha’ penny and hand puppetry before you get to any golf. The summer season (although you wouldn’t know it with the weather we get) is golf’s peak season. Football should be out of bounds.