I had a weird day with a caddie at CPC.
After hating my 3 lb walking/stand bag and getting another one for me to use, it was a struggle with him.
And I was striping it that day....
"JB, what do we got?" (From middle of FW)
"It's a 117 shot."
""Played how - in air, on ground, trapped, faded....just give me yardage and I will figure it all out."
Grumble, grunble...
I step off 16 (after a par) and I'm one under.
I look for my caddie and he's 100 yards down 17 already. I look up at 16 tee and see my driver.
"JB, I need my 4 wood please!!"
"I only give driver on 16!!"
I take driver, swing easy and put my well-struck shot right in the middle of that mess of sand and trees. Card a double...;-)
Couldn't advance the ball. I was in San Quentin.