The only place that's holier than St. Andrews is Westminster Abbey.
I hope I'll never get too old to want to take part in this event, and I don't think I will ever age that much.
Those who go along get along.
What did I want with prestige? The British Open paid the winner $600 in American money. A man would have to be two hundred years old at that rate to retire from golf.
Golf got complicated when I had to wear shoes and begin thinking about what I was doing.
There is an old saying: if a man comes home with sand in his cuffs and cockleburs in his pants, don't ask him what he shot.