If I wasn't a golfer, I would still be miserable - but not as miserable.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wasn't enjoying golf much. I was kind of getting a little bit tired, I was getting a little bit moody, and I was constantly getting angry. That's not me. And when I saw that I knew I had to change.
If golf wasn't enjoyable and there wasn't a lot of humor and enjoyment, even though the game is so frustrating, you would wonder why you put yourself through it.
In fantasy land, I wish I could be a pro golfer. I love golf - the most frustratingly brilliant game on the planet.
Professional golfer... what a life.
I'm not a bad golfer, and I'm not the best, either.
I've always said that if I could do anything in the world, I would be a professional golfer.
I don't play golf. I have more fun singing and dancing.
I'm a terrible golfer.
I'm a horrible golfer.
The next time I cry about golf it will only be with joy. It's not worth crying over golf for any other reason. After all, it's only a game.