I was raised in just about as perfect a home environment as you could ever imagine.

I want Alzheimer's. I want Lou Gehrig's disease. I want Parkinson's. I want Huntington's. I want to be the face and voice of all these neurological traumas. I want them all.

I can't get people to understand how important the Alzheimer's fight is to me.

My father got to see the first 10 years of my career. He implored me to always appreciate people who are not operating under any sort of false pretense or who weren't caught up in their own success.

I was named first-team Jersey Shore by the Asbury Park Press, the paper I used to deliver as a young boy. I got to Houston and Coach Williams invited me to walk on the golf team. I was the 18th man on an 18-man golf team.

When Jack Nicklaus won the Masters in 1986, it was mind-blowing. How in the world could a 46-year-old win the Masters?

The Masters isn't about Jim Nantz and his storytelling. It's about golf's greatest tournament.

My dad had nothing but friends in his life.

The sport is not about one player, and I say that with a world of respect for his talents on the golf course. But the game is bigger than Tiger Woods.

One of Tiger's trademarks in his prime was his ability to fight for every stroke.