Tiger versus Phil. Phil versus Tiger. We get it. Is anybody talking (or writing) about anything else this week? Yes, thank goodness. Logan Jenkins, the longtime San Diego Union Tribune columnist, penned a beautiful piece about golf in San Diego. I liked this part especially: When I was growing up on the county’s public courses, no available test measured up to Torrey. It was San Diego’s proletarian Pebble Beach, the terrifying beast interlaced by barrancas, haunted by rattlesnakes and stiffened by wind and slick greens that subtly broke toward the water as if the ocean were a siren seducing dying Titleists as they neared the cup.