A professional golfer hired a caddy with a reputation of constant chatter. Before they teed off, the player told him, "Don't say a word to me. And if I ask you something, just answer yes or no."
During the round he found the ball next to a tree, where he had to hit under a branch and over a lake to get onto the green. He got down on his knees and looked through the trees and sized up the shot.
"What do you think?" he asked the caddy. "Five-iron?"
"No, sir," the caddy said.
"What do you mean, not a five-iron?" the playersnorted. "Watch this shot."…..The caddy rolled his eyes. “No-o-o, sir.”
But he hit it and the ball stopped just two feet from the hole. He turned to his caddy, handed him the five-iron and said, "Now what do you think about that? You can talk now."
"Sir,” the caddy said, "that wasn't your ball."
Ignorance can be our downfall.