At the British Open, I had my opportunities, but the ball just didn't want to go in the hole on the back nine.

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.

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.

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.

Arnie, you're going to have to buy a bigger jet.

A million thoughts went through my mind. What little mind I have.

I'm glad I don't have to make a living farming. Too much hard work. Too many variables you don't have control over, like, is it going to rain? All I can say is, god bless the real farmers out there.