Watchful waiting pays off for a torn ACL
“Why golf,” my friends often ask. They, like too many Americans, assume it is a sport for the country club set, and have a hard time fathoming why someone like me — liberal, somewhat intellectual, decidedly anti-elitist — would passionately embrace the game.
My answer is always brief and direct. When I was 35, I tore my right knee’s anterior cruciate ligament during one of my twice-weekly pick-up basketball games in …
Watchful waiting pays off for a torn ACL
















