Just Have A Coke Or Something And

Practice Your Swing Until It Becomes A Habit Of Mind And Muscle.

Make The Basic Shot-making Decision Early, Clearly And Firmly, And Then Ritualize All The Necessary Acts Of Preparation.

That Little White Ball Is Always Staring Back At You, Daring You To Make A Mistake.

Of All The Hazards, Fear Is The Worst.

The Only Reason I Ever Played In The First Place Was So I Could Afford To Hunt And Fish.