Nah...golf on the radio is much sillier than car racing on TV.

Now, if you wanna talk about Nascar on the radio.....

When I wrote my golf-on-the-radio comment, BTW, I had been reminded of the Woody Allen film, Radio Days, set during WW II, when radio was the King of the American living room.

There's a scene in which a woman is listening to a ventriloquist and laughing hysterically.

So her husband says to her "It's a ventriloquist.....on the radio. How do you know he's not moving his lips?"