I've been on the tour for 23 years and anybody who knows me knows that I am a jokester.

I never had any thought the whole week. I figured my caddie [Jerry Beard] knew the course a lot better than me, so I put out my hand and played whatever club he put in it. I'd say, "How hard do I hit it?" He'd tell me and I'd swing. The guys who come down here once a year and try to get smart with Mr. Jones' course are the dumb ones.

What the hell, I paid my dues.

I hope everybody's had fun, because I've enjoyed my ride. I can tell you that. Now it's time to step aside and let some other young kid come in and win. Hopefully, they will, too.

Newspapers do a good job telling me what happened yesterday, but they'd be a lot more impressive if they could tell me what's going to happen tomorrow.

It's fun when the ball is going in the hole and things are going right, but it's a miserable game when things aren't going well.

I wasn't sure I'd ever win again. Every time I got close, somebody seemed to play a little better.