The fact that we write about it doesn't mean we play better than ordinary players at all.
I can read and write. I went to school for six years. I just couldn't continue.
Rarely has a new player on the game captured so much attention so fast.
I never give up on my players, and I'll never give up on people.
Assistant coaches become a little bit more buddies to the players than a head coach.
I did envisage being this successful as a player, but not all the hysteria around it off the golf course.
Most players I play with, I don't look at their swing when they're over the ball or anything like that.
I'm a self-taught musician aside from what I've been able to pick up from other players.
We need just two players to be a contender. Just Babe Ruth and Sandy Koufax.
Trumpet players see each other, and it's like we're getting ready to square off or get into a fight or something.
Everyone who watches me play knows I am an honest player.
Players like to know that they've discovered things that even the designers didn't know were in the game.
Any country that wants to lower its mobile phone rates, all they need to do is bring in an aggressive player.
Russia is one of the places where significant presence of social networks are driven by domestic players right now.
I believe in the players and what I've put together and we'll make it work.
Award trophies, as opposed to letting the players define and claim their own. Ultimately, pay them to play so that their activity not only resembles work but is work.
Annika has the type of game I want to work on. She's just so consistent. Hopefully I'll be like that one day.
Practice, work out, proper nutrition, lots of work on my short game. In golf, that's really where the strokes come off the scorecard.
I always work with a goal - and the goal is to improve as a player and a person. That, finally, is the most important thing of all.
I think that in itself, if you're a true golfer, you'll see specific things you need to work on. Much cheaper than private lessons.
As the Protestants celebrate a goal, they're egged on by the team captain, a long-haired Italian called Lorenzo Amoruso, who has the look of a 1980s male model. Flailing his arms, he urges them to sing their anti-Catholic songs louder. The irony is o...
