I don’t putt face-on exclusively, but in the back on my mind I’m haunted by the notion that I’m sure it’s the best way to putt.

The first time I played a PGA Tour event at Tucson was 1975. I came off the course on Sunday feeling very good about myself. I’d finished at even par, and I knew I could play even better if I worked at it.

Many years ago, in the throes of my struggles on the PGA Tour, I had difficulty even getting into pro-ams. I needed money, so I put together a 45-minute magic show I’d perform at corporate events surrounding the tournament.

He’s got an overall flair for the game. It looks to me like he really loves what he does and he can’t wait to get up in the morning, go hit some balls and go play.

My interest in magic was kindled by Steve Martin, the comedian I’d gone to high school with.

I’m nearsighted in my right eye, have glaucoma in my left, and the nerves in my hands are on Medicare. Basically, I’m on the wrong end of a short sale.

He’s in the mold of a Tom Watson, in that he’ll hit the ball in the trees and undaunted go it there, flail it out and make something out of it.

Golfers don’t scream. Golfers just adjust the pleats in their pants and go from there. That’s about as antagonistic as we get.

If you are going to make a change, don’t go halfway. Make it with conviction and stick with your new idea. Ignore the scoffers. Remember, it is a law of nature that if something is different you’re going to be taunted, jeered, and told the world is flat. Let the doubters fall off the edge.

They don’t cut the greens here at Augusta. they use bikini wax.