Whatever you need, it's there. If you can't find it, you aren't trying.

When I got my first invitation in the mail, I almost threw it away because I didn't know what it was. It doesn't stand out at all. It's a plain, normal white envelope. Doesn't say Augusta National, no return address. And once I opened it, well, now it's in a frame in my office. My first invitation to the Masters.

What a round of golf that is. I saw him at 8 under and thought he was playing a scramble with Ted Purdy.

Today was an important day because largely because Sunday is going to be 36 holes. This golf course is tough enough to play when you've got 18 in front of you, but 36 is obviously a very long day.

It's unbelievable the difference. The big one to me is No. 5, which was a tough par 4 before. I don't think it needed any length, but it got it.

That feeling leaving on Wednesday night is not a good one. It feels like you missed the cut.