All four days I didn't think. I just hit. Squeaky (Medlen, his caddy) said 'kill' and I killed it.

I don't think I've ever stepped into a gym - they won't let me smoke there. I just thank God Miller Lite isn't as fattening as most beers. If I cut back on beer, though, I'd look anorexic.

Life is nothing but a memory. People who dwell on the bad ones aren't going to have a whole lot of good ones coming up.

Do I have to know rules and all that crap? Then forget it.

I wasn't this nervous playing golf when I was drinking. It's the first tournament I've won on the PGA Tour in a sober manner, so it's a great feeling knowing I can do it sober. I don't think two years ago I could have pulled this off.

There are probably some things I could do to keep my flexibility up, but I'd rather smoke, drink diet Cokes and eat.

Idea-Advocacy Matrix highlights a couple of things: that good ideas need to be "sold" if they are ever going to see the light of day and bad ideas sometimes do quite well because of the skills of the proponent to sell them.