The Best Way To Cope With Trouble

I Came Back And In '63, I Was At The British Open, Trying To Win My First British Open. And I Had What I Thought Was A Two-shot Lead With Two Holes To Play At Lytham. I Remember It Like It Was Yesterday. Anybody With A Proper Brain Would Have Played The Ball Short Of The Hole. I Didn't Have A Proper Brain At The Time. But You Have To Make That Mistake To Learn It.

Writers Have Told Me More Than Once That I'm A Better Interview In Defeat Than In Victory, Which Is A Compliment I Am Extremely Proud Of.

Focus On Remedies, Not Faults.

I Never Hit A Shot, Not Even In Practice, Without Having A Very Sharp, In-focus Picture Of It In My Head. It's Like A Color Movie. First I 'see' Where I Want It To Finish, Nice And White And Sitting Up High On The Bright Green Grass. Then The Scene Quickly Changes And I 'see' The Ball Going There: Its Path, Trajectory, And Shape, Even Its Behavior On Landing. Then There Is This Sort Of Fadeout, And The Next Scene Shows Me Making The Kind Of Swing That Will Turn The Previous Images To Reality.

The Fact Is, I Diet Every Day Of My Life. I Have To Work At It. But I Diet So I Can Pig Out.