Chapter One
Riverbank Tweed
If I was to sum it up in a single burst, I'd say that in my line of work, you
basically come across two kinds of people — the ones who remember and those who
forget. The forgetful folks are downright plentiful, and they require the
services of people like me whenever they wander onto a golf course. I may be a
caddy with some mileage on me, but if there's one thing I'm good at it's
remembering; once I see the line or learn a distance, I never lose track of it.
Let me walk a hole and watch a man play it and I'll know things about him that
he doesn't even know about himself. And once I know them, brother, they're with
me for the duration.
When you see an experienced caddie, watch him close. You'll see he's got a feel
for the land and the game, a sixth sense of what's about to happen when a man
puts his club to the ball. I ... read full excerpt from Riverbank Tweed and Roadmap Jenkins: Tales from the Caddie Yard ebook
