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Caddie Cam
Linn Strickler
August 14, 2000
Carts will be the death of me, and my profession
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August 14, 2000

Caddie Cam

Carts will be the death of me, and my profession

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I played a resort course recently and came away convinced that golf needs caddies more than ever. From the moment my clubs were loaded onto a cart, I felt as if I had entered a Jack in the Box drive-through: Move 'em in and move 'em out. There was no flow to the round, just hit a shot, rush to the ball, wait. Meanwhile, all the brown pelts scattered along the fairway and the bad rake jobs in the traps told me that most cart riders have never taken Caddie 101: green side up and teeth down. It's sad. When I'm home, I'll occasionally work at Old Memorial in Tampa. I always encourage the young caddies there, but deep down I wonder if they have a future. More and more, the sound of a cart being driven in reverse feels like a shrimp fork being driven into the small of my back.

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