Somebody's not getting his money's worth in Chicago

Midway through a fairly extensive piece about University of Chicago's annual scavenger hunt, wherein a bunch of students get together and pretend they go to MIT for a few days, New Yorker writer Patricia Marx reports, breathlessly, "Did I mention that the tuition alone at the University of Chicago is $43,581?" and then launches into the following paragraph:

"Citing the work of the Dutch cultural historian Johan Huizinga, Montola, the game scholar, e-mailed me to say that although adult play is always taboo, play among students exists around the world, manifesting itself in secret societies, pranks, sports leagues, hobby clubs, rivalries, and the like."

Astounding. Adult play is always taboo?

This game scholar person, or perhaps the cultural historian person, or perhaps the New Yorker writer, or all three have evidently never heard of golf. Tennis. Handball, racquetball, or squash. Basketball. Softball. Skiing or swimming. Bridge, mah-jongg, or Chinese checkers. Or ever been anywhere near a Shriners convention. Or, for that matter, a national political convention…

I'm thinking refund here.