I had polio when I was 13. I started feeling stiff, my joints ached, and over a two-week period I lost my coordination and 20 pounds.

In 1979, when I was 39, I had such a bad year, I thought it was all over. Thankfully it wasn't.

Well, the biggest rival I had in my career was me.

It started out a little stiff, which is normal, but it felt great out there getting up and down and jumping and shooting as though I was never injured. I'll tell you what: I really believe I'm coming back more explosive because of the correctional exercises the trainers have me doing and just the way I go about working out.

I never worried about money, except that I knew that all I had to worry about was golf. As long as I could play, I was going to make money.

He had a lot of talent, but didn't have much dedication, wasn't organized, didn't know how to learn, didn't know how to comprehend what he was doing, didn't try to learn how to get better.