Spectators around the world enjoyed watching Seve, but talking to a lot of the players, he made such an impression on them the way he played, and the way he was such a beautiful, natural talent. His hands on the club. His address position. He had an unbelievable way of telegraphing through his countenance what he was going to do with the ball. It was just like an artist.

A good golf course makes you want to play so badly that you hardly have the time to change your shoes.

The areas off the greens are masterpieces. I don't think there's anything like it in North America.

But, if you miss (the supposedly easy pin) by just a little bit, you're looking at the next putt from 30 feet. The ball just rolls away.

I'm going to leave y'all with one thought. I'm a big believer in fate. I have a good feeling about this.

I had a 15th club in my bag.

My golf game's gone off so much that when I went fishing a couple of weeks ago my first cast missed the lake.