If we could have just screwed another head on his shoulders, he would have been the greatest golfer who ever lived.
It was so weird that I would end up directing 'The Greatest Game Ever Played,' because, y'know, I'm not a big golfer myself. But I grew up around the game. My mom and dad kind of built their dream house off the 11th fairway of Shady Oaks Country Club in Fort Worth.
I'm not a real estate developer. I'm a golfer. I'm a sportsman.
I'm patient with crossword puzzles and the most impatient golfer.
Golf's weird because it's individual, and there's nobody to blame but yourself, but then, golfers also have this it's-everybody-else's-fault thing where you don't take ownership.
A lot of golfers take the club back with almost no upper-body rotation - they're all arms. And even when they do rotate back, it's usually on a flat shoulder plane. If your shoulders turn back fairly level with the ground, it's hard to swing down from inside the target line and hit an accurate shot.
I was a caddy once and I lost the golfer's clubs. Plus I don't know how to golf, so I was the worst caddy ever. Then I was a mortgage brokers assistant, so that was just carrying around a lot of files - pretty meaningless, mind-numbing work.