One of my favorite people: Sam Snead. People don't realize how good he was, as good as Tiger. There's no telling what he'd have won if the putter had stayed with him. Sam was a hell of an athlete. When he was 75 he could kick a light out of an eight-foot ceiling. No joke. He always came around, "How you hittin' it, boy?" "I'm hitting it good, Sam." [Laughs.]