They say I'm famous for my delicate iron shots—and, sure, when I hit them right they land just so, like a butterfly with sore feet.
The Spectator (London; July 17, 1992)
They say I'm famous for my delicate iron shots—and, sure, when I hit them right they land just so, like a butterfly with sore feet.
The Spectator (London; July 17, 1992)