I'd love to drive 500 yard to the middle everytime but I'll take one putt green everytime.
Okay. Inspiration has struck me. Here's my monkey paw for all your wishes:
Granted but now you can never hit a fairway or green.
Granted but you become one of them
Granted but you go bankrupt buying drinks after a crowd begins to follow you everywhere you go.
Granted but storms always roll through on days you have tee times.
Granted but you lose any and all putting ability
Granted but now you can see through the clothes of all waitresses (sorry for the low blow)