I shot a wild elephant in Africa thirty yards from me, and it didn't hit the ground until it was right at my feet. I wasn't a bit scared. But a four foot putt scares me to death.
When I swing at a golf ball right, my mind is blank and my body is loose as a goose.
You've just one problem. You stand too close to the ball after you've hit it.
Good golfing temperament falls between taking it with a grin or shrug and throwing a fit.
If a lot of people gripped a knife and fork the way they do a golf club, they'd starve to death.
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.