If life is metaphor for golf, then surgery is the closest metaphor. Some operations are short par threes on flat farmland municipals, others are 600 yard par fives alongside seaside cliffs. Some operations are best done with good company -OR times are halved and the hours spent on your feet feel like a nice walk on the course. Two or three heads and four or six hands are much better than being alone. It’s a good thing that I’m a scratch surgeon, but I still dream about scratch golf.