I didn't do anything spectacular when I won the Open in 2001. I hit the ball good, not great. I putted good, not great, but I think I missed maybe two putts inside eight feet all week.

And if people do like me, I think it's because I'm a stand-up guy.

But you know, I'm just not a quitter.

Confidence is such a fragile and precious thing.

The way I grew up playing, and the way most Americans have grown up, is that you hit the ball up in the air and then it stops where it lands.

It's easy at times to win golf tournaments and shoot 59, and sometimes it's hard to post an 85.

I slowly continued to compensate for the physical problems I was having and ended up completely destroying my swing, my set-up, my posture. Everything was gone.