My poor caddie

Written by: Tony Korologos | Monday, April 11th, 2005
Categories: Hackers

I’ve had the pleasure of having a caddie only a few times. One time I was at Burning Tree in DC. If you don’t know about Burning Tree I’ll have a review coming. If you do know about Burning Tree then “la dee da.”

So I’m in the midst of the round and I get to the green on a hole. I mark my ball, look over at my caddie who is looking straight at me. He’s about 10-15 feet from me. I toss him my ball for him to clean. The billionth of a second I tossed the ball he looked away. While the ball was in the air he turned back and WHACK. My Titleist hit him square on the nose.

I know it hurt bad. His eyes got very watery and you could tell is was “unhappy.” I felt terrible and I apologized profusely. He had to do the “It’s ok sir. No problem sir.” But I knew he’d rather give me a 4 letter laced tyrade.

Always make sure your caddie is ready when you toss him the ball.

One response to “My poor caddie”

  1. mediaguru says:

    For more “caddie” stories check out the Reluctant Jam Boy (linked on the side).