Green sighted...

Me: "Doctor Leg, I have a condition."

Dog Leg: "And what exactly is the problem you are experiencing?"

Me: "Every time I see nice and neatly manicured greens and fairways, I feel like hitting the course at that very moment! What shall I do? Is there a cure for it? Will this mean that I'll have a handicap?"

Dog Leg: "That's normal. If I were you, I'd worry 'only' when you can't see what's around the bend!"