Seems I used to do everything like I was on a mission. If it was alcohol, I wanted to drink till I couldn't see straight. If it was golf, I wanted to beat everybody's brains out. If it was driving, I can get there faster'n you can. It's not anybody's fault, I guess. I was stubborn as hell. I had no direction.

I don't care what anybody says. The first tournament is not the hardest one to win. It's always the second one.

You're playing competitive, and it's always better to play four competitive rounds than it is two because you sit there for a weekend and then you start all over again.

Ideas really do matter. But in any organization a good idea will only go so far unless its proponents are willing to fight the political games to get the idea adopted.

This fitness thing is blown out of proportion. What am I going to do on a treadmill - smoke a cigarette and drink a diet Coke?

I was never able to have three of four beers. One's too many, and ten just ain't enough. Basically it's the way I've been since high school.

I enjoy the oohs! and aahs! from the gallery when I hit my drives. But I'm getting pretty tired of the awws! and uhhs! when I miss the putt.