I use an Arnold Palmer putter that was probably built back in 1954.
We all choke, and the man who says he doesn't choke is lying like hell.
Two things that are not long for this world: dogs that chase cars and professional golfers who putt for pars.
I'm a golfaholic, no question about that. Counseling wouldn't help me. They'd have to put me in prison, and then I'd talk the warden into building a hole or two and teach him how to play.
I didn't want to change the name on the towels.
When you really deep down look at it, we go to bed every night, get up every morning, stay here for 70 or 80 years, and then we die.