Why That Would Be Like Challenging Bing

I Have Really Enjoyed Every Minute I Have Spent In Golf- Above All, The Many Wonderful Friends I Have Made. I Have Loved Playing The Game And Practicing It. Whether My Schedule For The Following Day Called For A Tournament Round Or Merely A Trip To The Practice Tee, The Prospect That There Was Going To Be Golf In It Made Me Feel Privileged And Extremely Happy, And I Couldn't Wait For The Sun To Come Up The Next Morning So That I Could Get Out On The Course Again

The Average Golfer's Problem Is Not So Much The Lack Of Ability As It Is Lack Of Knowledge About What He Should Be Doing

The Truth Is, The First Golf Club I Owned Was An Old Left-handed, Wooden-shafted, Rib-faced Mashie That A Fellow Gave Me, And That's The Club I Was Weaned On. During The Mornings We Caddies Would Bang The Ball Up And Down The Practice Field Until The Members Arrived And It Was Time To Go To Work. So I Did All That Formative Practice Left-handed. But I'm A Natural Right-hander.

A Shot That Goes In The Cup Is Pure Luck, But A Shot To Within Two Feet Of The Flag Is Skill.

Hitting A Golf Ball And Putting Have Nothing In Common. They're Two Different Games. You Work All Your Life To Perfect A Repeating Swing That Will Get You To The Greens, And Then You Have To Try To Do Something That Is Totally Unrelated. There Shouldn't Be Any Cups, Just Flag Sticks. And Then The Man Who Hit The Most Fairways And Greens And Got Closest To The Pins Would Be The Tournament Winner.