When the British Open is in Scotland, there's something special about it. And when it's at St. Andrews, it's even greater.

I never hit a shot, not even in practice, without having a very sharp, in-focus picture of it in my head.

Learn the fundamentals of the game and stick to them. Band-Aid remedies never last.

I didn't push any of my kids into golf, and they played golf because they wanted to.

Keeping the head still is golf's one universal, unarguable fundamental.

If a guy is a good athlete, he'll end up being a pretty decent golfer if he just takes it up. But you never master it; even the best players in the world never master the game.

When I fly in a helicopter, I insist there be two sets of controls, one for me in case something happens to the pilot. I'm no expert, but I know enough to at least get the thing on the ground. Nothing scares me like the thought of not being in control.