As nice a person as he may be, being a foursome partner for John Daly must be the world's worst nightmare. It could send you into a lunatic asylum. Here we are, John, we're 3 up with five to play. This 310-yard hole with out-of-bounds on the left, lake on the right and it's your honor. Just pop it up there. 'Why, no, I can drive the green!' |
He used to be fairly indecisive, but now he's not so certain. |
I can't see, unless the weather changes, the conditions changing dramatically. |
It's for all the gold in the world. |
John had a very slow swing, rather like Luke Donald. It left him short of ammunition. |
The game lends itself to fantasies about our abilities. |
You can do all those sorts of things. It's sort of mind games and a bit of fun. And if it all comes off, it's wonderful. And if it doesn't come off, you're stupid. It's as simple as that. |