When I was a caddy back in 1937, the man I carried his clubs for, was really beaned on his bald head by an over anxious golfer on the tee behind us. I shouted fore just as the ball hit.
When I was a caddy back in 1937, the man I carried his clubs for, was really beaned on his bald head by an over anxious golfer on the tee behind us. I shouted fore just as the ball hit.