08:15 AM ET  06.18 | The U.S. Open shouldn't be some kind of golf Hunger Games.

You don't make a great tournament just by making sure the course itself rises up and kills another player just because things might be getting a little boring.

No other major sport turns its biggest events into a bloodbath, aimed at humbling rather than glorifying its greatest athletes. They don't change the conditions of the competition so severely for major championships so as to ensure that it doesn't even seem like the same game anymore.

The Olympics doesn't toss a couple of polar bears out onto the rink just to make the Figure Skating competition more interesting. The Daytona 500 isn't looking into installing speed bumps, hairpin curves and collapsing overpasses just to set itself above the run-of-the-mill weekly race.

You don't see the World Track and Field Championships spraying the track with oil and thumb tacks just to make the 100-metre sprint a little more of a challenge. Mike Phelps never faced a waterfall in the middle of the pool at the Olympics. Maria Sharapova didn't suddenly have to serve uphill at Wimbledon.

We watch your illustrious U.S. Open Golf Championship for the pleasure of seeing the world's greatest male players play the game at a level far beyond anything we could ever expect to do ourselves. To see them work magic with their golf clubs, pull off shots that are unimaginable.

If I want to see a golf ball bounce from one bunker, across the green and into another bunker, I'll tee it up myself at my local course. If I want to see a player take two, three, four hacks to get the ball out of the rough, I'll spend an afternoon at Kingswood with James and Lisa. If I want to see a course make a golfer look completely ordinary, I'll videotape myself.

There's no fun in watching Jim Furyk, a proud and noble golfer, crumble out of the lead on your next to impossible course. No thrill in watching Webb Simpson win a Major title while sitting in the clubhouse, watching his competition fade away past him. No joy in watching the best players on the planet play like me.

So get over yourselves, USGA. Set up your championship courses to be tough but fair. Let me see magic from my favourite golfers, not frustration. Give them a chance to strut their stuff in a fair competition on a fair course. Stop making them look like me.