I Was A Better Player

What Did I Want With Prestige? The British Open Paid The Winner $600 In American Money. A Man Would Have To Be Two Hundred Years Old At That Rate To Retire From Golf.

That Little White Ball Is Always Staring Back At You, Daring You To Make A Mistake.

When I Swing At A Golf Ball Right, My Mind Is Blank And My Body Is Loose As A Goose.

To Quit Between Tee And Green Is More Habit-forming Than Drinking A Highball Before Breakfast.

Thinking Instead Of Acting Is The Number One Golf Disease.