Golfer Tommy Bolt, famed for his tempestuous nature, once found himself playing with a caddy equally famed for his constant chattering. Before they teed off, Bolt ordered the man not to say anything unless asked - and then to answer only 'yes' or 'no'.

On one hole, Bolt found his ball lying next to a tree and was required to hit under a branch, over a lake and onto the green. He got down on his knees and looked through the trees, sizing up the shot.

"What do you think?" he asked the caddy. "Five-iron?"
"No, Mr. Bolt," the caddy said.
"What do you mean, not a five-iron?" Bolt snorted. "Watch this shot."
The caddy rolled his eyes. "No.. Mr. Bolt."
 
WHY WAS THE CADDY ADAMENT THAT HE NOT USE A FIVE IRON??