You don't win tournaments by playing well and thinking poorly.
Golf is played between the ears and if you are not 100 percent focused on what you are trying to do, then people will go past you no matter who you are.
It's such a psychological and mental game, golf, that the smallest wrong thing at the wrong time can distract you from what you're trying to achieve.
The satisfaction you get when you finally beat your dad is amazing, that rush of adrenaline.
I'd been told there are 10 difficult holes and eight impossible ones. I'm still trying to work out which the 10 difficult holes are.
Golf is difficult to get your personality over because you are such a bottle of concentration.
I never take myself too seriously.
No, I don't have any problems leaving disappointments behind. I've had lots of good days at golf and a few disappointments, so you never know what's around the corner.
I'm a golfer - not an athlete.
You're the only one in control over your golf ball. It's not like tennis: you're hitting a shot and somebody's hitting it back at you.
Yes, a Major would mean so much to me but I'm a great believer that if you work hard and in the right way, you will get what you deserve.
Even when I finished third at the U.S. Open a few weeks back, I didn't putt very well, nor in the last round of last year's Masters when Mickelson won, nor last year's Open at Turnberry, where I came second.
A fantastic golf course and venue. It's one of those places that you always look forward to going back to...no matter how many times you have been there before.
People always say golfers don't smile. But there is so much psychology in golf so we have to be a bit robotic.
I'm heavier, but with muscle rather than flab. It's a massive difference. It means I don't get as tired sometimes and it means that I'm hitting the ball a lot farther, about 15 yards more with my driver.
Sometimes Americans don't quite get my sense of humor. My good ol' British sarcasm seems to go over their heads.
Just because I keep getting close and don't win these Majors, I must not panic.
I ruptured my plantaris muscle. It runs through the calf and goes down the side of your achilles and stretches right to the heel.
People mature at different stages and I feel I'm learning a lot.
I'm working my way steadily back and I'm feeling good.
I'm 37, I'm pretty fit and feel I have another eight years left - which means there's 32 Majors still to go at.
You always knew when Seve walked in a room even if you had your back to him. He oozed charisma and brought a whole new meaning to aura.
In my case what happened next in 1999 was that I fell apart over that back nine. When I saw I was in genuine contention that year I felt like throwing up. That remains probably the most nervous I've ever been on a golf course.
I know I'm good enough to contend in each and every major I play.
I've started to show the consistency in majors I had in regular tournaments back in 1998-2000 when I was contending nearly every week.
