A bad putter is like a bad apple in a barrel. First, it turns your chipping game sour. Then it begins to eat into your irons and finally it just cleans the head off your driver.

That little white ball is always staring back at you, daring you to make a mistake.

I was a better player at 50 than I was at 30.

But you don't have to go up in the stands and play your foul balls. I do.

Of the mental hazards, being scared is the worst. When you get scared, you get tense.

Good golfing temperament falls between taking it with a grin or shrug and throwing a fit.

If I could have shot 69 in the last round every time, I would have won nine U.S. Opens. Nine!