Prior to competing in the 2001 Open Championships, Tiger Woods is touring the links courses in Ireland and pulls into a petrol station in his huge Mercedes. ‘Howdy,’ he says to the attendant. ‘Can you fill her up?’ But as he pulls out the keys, two wooden tees fall out of his pocket. ‘Sweet Mary!’ says the attendant. ‘And what are they?’ Tiger looks down, and smiles. ‘They’re for putting my balls on while I’m driving.’ ‘Bejasus!’ cries the attendant. ‘Those fellas at Mercedes think of everything.’