David tells us a story about the time he caddied for a Hollywood legend. This gentleman, whose name I won't mention, is an icon. An Oscar winner. Let's call him Lee Marvin, for effect. [It wasn't LM.]
Thing is, David had no idea he was caddying for anyone other than "Lynn Brown", the name the person had checked in under at the resort. So he meets Mr. Brown and he's wearing these huge dark sunglasses with pinkish rims that seemingly cover the guy's entire face. Mr. Brown is paired with another couple of players and he gets along a little slower than the others, so most of the time it's just the two of them walking together, but he doesn't say much of anything over the first couple of holes. On the third hole, Mr. Brown lowers his sunglasses for just a second before he hits his shot and David is able to see the rest of his face, notably his eyes. Now he's thinking to himself, man, that kind of looks like "Lee Marvin".
After another hole or two, his curiosity gets the best of him and he musters up the courage to engage in a bit of small talk with Mr. Brown by saying to him, "hey has anyone ever told you that you look like Lee Marvin?" The guy stops, turns to David and says, "SHUT THE F**K UP!," then scurries away at a pace not yet seen from the man.
So now David's feeling just awful, knowing he's obviously upset Mr. Brown, but wondering, why?? No words are exchanged between the two for the rest of the hole, but on the way to the next tee, he pulls David aside, whips out his SAG card, which reads, "Lee Marvin", and says to him, in a slightly different, and more hushed tone, "Shut the F**k UP".
After the round the man autographs his scorecard and gives it to David, gets in his car and drives on to Seattle.