For years, I have defended that golf is a sport.  I have argued that it is because you do walk, there is a physical swining motion, and there is serious skill involved.  But, after Camilo Villegas' Tweet yesterday, I am more convinced than ever that I should stop defending golf as a sport.

Here's what he said:

Home.... Way too much golf in the last two months... I still dont get it, every sport has an offseason but i guess we dont...

<rant>You have to be kidding me, Camilo.  You're tired from three weeks of piss poor golf?  A piss poor three weeks in which you had an opportunity at a possible sum of over $6 million?  This is preposterous.

A few weeks ago, the rumblings started among the players that the FedExCup was just too taxing for them.  After all, the best players would have to play in Akron, then the PGA, then take a week off, and potentially then play four tournaments in five weeks.  Oh!  The terror!  Playing for a total purse of $46 million over two months is just so awful and tiring.

Blogging about your groaning for not even one-tenth of one percent is probably more nauseating.

Meanwhile, Camilo gets to jetset around country while he plays in these events - that are not even compulsory.  He doesn't have to play.  If he doesn't want his shot at $46 million, then just stay home.  Instead, he soldiers on across the country in a chartered plane, flipping off Ian Poulter's cell phone camera and tweeting about how tough it is to be him.

Six tournaments in eight weeks is not a big deal.  Look, I hate getting up early just like most people but you had better believe that I would get up for a 3:18am tee time in whatever time zone I was in if that meant I had a chance at the kind of money these guys see. 

If I could fit into the kind of women's jeans that Villegas wears around the Tour's courses, I'd be more than happy to flex my American bulges for any amount of money.  Thankfully for Villegas, he doesn't have to do it at a Chippendale's because he has real golfing talent - talent that is still considered in many circles woefully overrated despite his two PGA Tour wins in consecutive weeks last year.  And they came...IN THE PLAYOFFS!  The entire golf world would still be lamenting that Villegas was nothing more than an acrobatic golfing failure were it not for those wins amidst great fields.

This year was not the same story.  Villegas fell off of the face of the earth after blowing it at Torrey Pines in February.  And I'm supposed to feel sorry for you?  I'm slogging at a day job for a wage equal to the amount you're paid to promote Colombian coffee on your shirt or sweater, if it's cold.  And P.S., Camilo, I drink coffee with beans grown in Costa Rica!

You know who else plays six times in eight weeks?  Every professional football player alive.  In fact, if they get their bye on week four of the season, they play for twelve straight weeks.  And they actually get hurt, hit one another, and have to practice hitting one another.  They study tape.  They talk to the media and aren't consistently belligerent about it.  And almost all of them do it for less money than you do.

Baseball players - even recognized by a MLB manager as low on the athleticism totem pole - play for the better part of six months straight through 162 games.  Yeah, they may grab themselves about the same total time that they spend at the plate.  But they don't bitch about it on their Twitter page, or to anyone who will listen.

Being an Army Ranger is hard.  Playing golf for a shitload of money is not.  Do we understand the distinction here?

Living out of a really nice hotel room for 25 to 30 weeks of the year is not that tough.  I know that most hotels don't offer high definition TV, so that is a point in your favor.  I'm not sure how anyone can bother to watch a set without it.

I know golfing isn't without its travails.  You can split your pants while playing with Greg Norman.  You can miss an easy putt to blow your first Tour win in Florida.  Those things happen.

Golf is not physically taxing, especially if you're really good at it.  It took me 45 shots the other day to play nine holes.  Tiger played a whole round on Saturday in 62 of them.  That would have gotten me through 14 holes.  Thanks for your contribution, Tiger. 

Even more than that, the glacial pace of play on Tour would allow me to get sauced in between almost every shot, sober up, hit the shot, and then down another Tom Collins.

I carry my own bag.  Sure, it might be weighted down by a dozen extra balls in the event that I lose them all.  It may also have some discreetly packed alcoholic beverages so the starter can't see them on the first tee.  But at least I carry my own bag and don't complain about it.  I actually hate having a caddy do it for me.  And based upon how Kevin Na supposedly treats his caddies, I'm not sure I'd be willing to put up with this kind of kvetching.

Every year, the PGA Tour plays for almost a QUARTER OF A BILLION DOLLARS (::pinky to side of mouth::) in total purse money.  The crappiest player to maintain their Tour card this year will earn nearly a million dollars in prize money.  That kind of payoff - plus the endorsement money, plus the chicks - would be more than enough to keep me interested.

I loathe myself for making a Lindsay Lohan reference, but maybe we can have a Freaky Friday kind of switcheroo.  You can be me, reading you Tweet about how tough it is to gallavant around the world like you.  And you can see how disgusted you feel because you're wearing Dockers held up by a belt that is about to snap.

Alright, I'm going to Macy's to get a new belt.  When I come back, you had better have a f'n happy face on, Camilo.</rant>