I looked at the ball, on the edge of the green, and walked over to my caddy.
"Putter."
He didn't move.
"You sure about that? It's a long as hell putt, better to pitch wedge it closer. Safer too."
I looked back at the ball, reconsidering the lay.
"No, I think I'm better to putt, I'm better at long putts, so give me the putter, thank you."
He still didn't move.
"You really want to pitch wedge it."
"Why?"
"Because your boss over there has taken 4 shots to get to the green, you wanna beat him?"
"Pitching wedge, thanks."
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