I don't know what the deal is ... I told my caddie, 'Tomorrow, you line me up,'

Once when I'd been in a lot of bunkers, my caddie told me he was getting blisters from raking so much.

I joked with my caddie at the turn, told him he was going to see the best 29 on the back nine, ... I ended up shooting 28. I played great on the back, hit the ball great, made some putts, and here we go.

If you had told me I'd be making 62 tomorrow, I'd say you were lying.

This is not something that's going to happen tomorrow.

The umpire told me that he had been chirping the whole game.