Hundreds of balls, and you might only make one. That's a shot ... once in a lifetime.

I had to put the ball on the green (17) and try to make a putt. I had a shot. I had to draw it a little bit and it didn't draw at all.

As a kid, I might have been psycho, I guess, but I used to throw golf balls in the trees and try and somehow make par from them. I thought that was fun.

As golfers, we rationalize everything. You hit a bad shot and think, 'I can make birdie from there.' That's how you're supposed to think. You should always try and look at the glass as half full. But any time your parents aren't doing well and their health isn't where it could be and you think it should be, it's always tough. Everyone has to deal with that at some point in time in their life and unfortunately, right now it's our time.

Golf is evolving, every day, every shot.

I hit two really nice shots and then just chickened out on a bunker shot and left it way short. I wasn't in position to make birdie, and he was. And I made the putt and he didn't. All of a sudden, it looked from potentially going back to 2 up for him ... now we're all square.