An english lord went with his driver to golf one Sunday morning. The weather was good, so he told his driver to go home. "I will take the metro home" he said. After the round in thr train he did not know whar to do with his golfballs, so he put them into his pocket. Sitting in the train the balls disturbed him, so he moved then now and then in his pocket. Suddenly he saw one old lady across lookind at him curiously, so he said: "Sorry these are only my golf balls!" Lady: "I have earlier heard about tennis elbovs, but not golfballs - they relly must hurt!"