A 90-year-old man who had played golf every day since his retirement 35 years before, arrived home furious and said to his wife,
“That’s it! I’m giving up golf. My eyesight has become so bad that once I hit the ball, I can’t see where it went.”
His wife sympathizes and say,
“Why don’t you take your old mate Kevin, and give it one more try.”
“That’s no good” he said.
“Kevin’s 103. He can’t help.”
“He may be a 103, but his eyesight is perfect,” replied the wife.
The next day, he took Kevin to the golf course.
He tees, takes a mighty swing and squint down the fairway, then turned to Kevin and said,
“Did you see the ball?”
“Of course I did” replied Kevin.
“I have perfect eyesight.”
“Where did it go?” he asked.
“Where did what go?”