It's a new year. It was time to do something different.

It makes me mad that I missed so much time. I never had any big injuries in the minor leagues. I thought I was having a really good year and it was tough to have to sit out that last month or so of the season. I wanted to keep improving and helping the team.

I was a little worried when the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve, going into a new year. That's what makes golf a great game. You're only as good as the last shot you hit. You move on from there, and hopefully get off to a good start this week, see what happens.

It's all part of the pattern we've seen since the New Year. We had an extraordinary end to 1999 and we started the year by blowing some of the froth off.

It doesn't feel like a new year at all after I had to go through all that stuff (in the qualifying process).

A weasel comes to say "Happy New Year" to the chickens