A Quote by Bobby Locke

You can tell a good putt by the noise it makes. — © Bobby Locke
You can tell a good putt by the noise it makes.
A detailed analysis of his four-putt at the 1986 Masters: I miss the putt. I miss the putt. I miss the putt. I make.
A 3-foot putt can be more nerve-racking than a 9-foot putt because a 3-foot putt you should be getting in. A 9-footer, there's a chance it won't go in.
Noise is the typographical error and the poorly designed page...Ambiguity is noise. Redundancy is noise. Misuse of words is noise. Vagueness is noise. Jargon is noise.
You try to tell me anything about the newspaper business! Sir, I have been through it from Alpha to Omaha, and I tell you that the less a man knows the bigger the noise he makes and the higher the salary he commands.
You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception.
I never pray to God to make a putt. I pray to God to help me react good if I miss a putt.
I have desired to do good, but I have not desired to make noise, because I have felt that noise did no good and that good made no noise.
How about a little noise. How do you expect a man to putt?
When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it makes a crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table breaks, or a picture fall of the wall, it makes noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent... and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.
Noise makes no good, good makes no noise.
When Sam Snead was asked how to putt, he said, 'Putt for one hundred dollars'.
I don't putt face-on exclusively, but in the back on my mind I'm haunted by the notion that I'm sure it's the best way to putt.
I didn't miss the putt. I made the putt. The ball missed the hole.
If ever I needed an eight foot putt, and everything I owned depended on it, I would want Arnold Palmer to putt for me.
You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception. Think of deep outer space, the incredible cold and quiet where your wife and kid wait. Silence, not heaven, would be reward enough.
I remember watching Tiger make the putt in '08. I was standing by a tree that's no longer there, it got taken down by the storm. I watched that putt live.
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