When I was in college, I thought about becoming an attorney. But I wasn't smart enough; I hate being cooped up indoors; and I'm too nice a guy.

I am against making golf courses obsolete, going to the national Open and playing half the holes with a one-iron.

For years I did take my time, but that was because I hated waiting to hit shots - I adopted a pace where I didn't have to stand by my ball and wait.

My father started on this golf course at Latrobe when he was sixteen years old. He was digging ditches when they were building the golf course.

You can describe my round as having moments of ecstasy and stark raving terror. I looked like I knew what I was doing at times and at other times I looked like a twenty handicap player.

I've drawn a lot of inspiration from people who have supported me, golfers who have helped me. If it wasn't for the game of golf I'd probably be mowing the greens back in Latrobe.

As long as I can stay competitive and have fun doing what I'm doing, I guess I'll keep doing it.