Chili-dipping is very easy, put it that way.

I never felt like a pioneer. I didn't think it would come this far, where you see everybody going in that direction. I didn't think it would be this fast. But it's fun.

I said the heck with it, I'm going to surrender. And I gave in. The game got me. I was trying so hard, but didn't win. I gave up pretty much -- not gave up, but I decided I was going to take a break and see what happens.

I felt like I was playing fairly well at the beginning of the year but nothing happened. I couldn't hole any putts so I was finishing 35th every week.

Then I started swinging around the hip injury and started hooking the ball 30, 40, 50 yards. I remember playing in Vancouver. I almost won the tournament playing a 50-yard hook. I knew that was it, that I had to have surgery.

How could skinny-dipping be against God's will? He gives us nine months of lessons on how to do it, then makes it feel like 'the good old days' when we go back to it.