Puttzle, Dr. Ralph and Sidney were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers. Sydney fumed, "What's with these guys? We must have been waiting for 15 minutes!" Dr. Ralph chimed in, "I don't know, but I've never seen such ineptitude!" Puttzle said, "Hey, here comes the Marshall. Let's have a word with him." "Hi Murphy! Say, what's with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?" Murphy replied, "Oh, yes, that's a group of blind fire-fighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime." The group was silent for a moment. Puttzle said, "That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight." Dr,Ralph said, "Good idea. And I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist buddy and see if there's anything he can do for them." Sydney said, "Why can't these guys play at night?"