There's A Guy Who Won't

If You'd Asked Me At 30 Where I'd Be During The Masters When I Was 46, I'd Have Pictured Myself On A Boat Fishing, Smoking A Cigar, Drinking A Mint Julep And Watching It On Television.

The Long Irons Are The Nemesis Of The Average Golfer. I'm Convinced That The Underlying Reason For This Is That He Keeps Hearing How Hard They Are To Handle. They're Not That Difficult, Truly.

When I Want A Long Ball, I Spin My Hips Faster.

People Only Do Their Best At Things They Truly Enjoy

I Might Cook Occasionally, But I'm Not A Good Cook. That's Not My Passion.