I felt pressure coming to the last hole. All I was looking for was a par. But the way I hit the shot, it was a boost of confidence.

I didn't have many ups and downs, and I just tried to par every hole,

All of sudden, you're tied again. I figured I had to make a putt because Greg hadn't missed a shot virtually all day. I don't know what happened.

It was a perfect number. It was further right in the air than I wanted, but I wasn't worried at all.

He hit a 2-iron into the (par-5) second hole. I don't even know how you do that. He's not going anywhere, that guy.

If I had finished the final hole with a par or better, I would have been satisfied. But my performance today was not that good so I think I was lucky.