For a while, I think in 1994, it got to where I didn't want to practice.
For sure I would be a very emotional captain. A very hands-on captain.
I don't read magazines much, and I have an awful time with books.
A bad attitude is worse than a bad swing.
I'm going to a special place when I die, but I want to make sure my life is special while I'm here.
Then I would have an occasional cigarette and then I started back dipping. I started dipping last year. My family has asked me again to stop, and I'm trying my best to do that.