Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm catching it on the hosel?

You need to make an appointment because I have a client in half an hour.

...every finishing position is unique.

Give me the big dog.

There's nothing to celebrate. Besides, these are my people.

Louisville Slugger, please.

...behind your left ear.

You can do it. And I'm not leaving till one of you men act in a manly fashion.

Think clean thoughts.

No, 3 days he's put it in the water.

I'll be playing a pink lady today

Nah, she's seeing a guy.

He's, you know...

All right, waggle.

You tell Tin Cup that I'm in town for my big charity Best Ball Tournament.

There's a glitch in my swing.

They all must catch him.

God, I'm going to faint.

Thank you, boys.

Something about that chick.

I don't know what I'm feeling. This is the most painful thing I've ever seen.

Molly been around?

I just gave away the U.S. Open.

Where the rough is deep, the greens slick, and the nerves shattered.

Gary, It's still going

You're humble now, homes.

I got it from the Golf Channel.

NICE PAR NOODLES!

Now, how in the world...

You're going to make me feel lousy?

...the fact you know I'm full of crapola makes you more attractive to me.

Your brain was getting in the way.

I haven't seen him treat old people, children or dogs badly.

...and got it on the green, somehow, in three.

Grip it and rip it

I swear to God, this guy is not who you think he is.

Give me a ball.

Take it and show me what a golf pro does.

You ain't going to have that luxury.

We almost missed the starting time getting you off the floor.

Or was it 7-iron on 14?

This stuff cost me over $200.

I'll call the INS on you, you midget.

Not if you play to win.

It’s an attestation

I said I want the big dog.

Your 7-iron, Roy.

Got time for a quick bucket

- You're losing it. - I have lost it.

- Great shot. - Thanks for the glove.

So I'm going to go out tomorrow and try to make some good swings.

So while I subtly enhance your technical prospects...

Quoting yourself, It is a paraphernalia for lost and desperate souls.

I believe you're away.

There's a rumor Earl does.

...such a pure feeling is the well-struck golf shot.

You've come for therapy? Okay, look.

Now, you said trust my feelings. I did.

...he could make birdie.

- He's done it again. - No, not again.

Move these people back right here. I'm going right there.

Sure, I always got time for my fans, darling.

You always play better When you’re wasted

With me, surrounded by all these guys snoring.

There must be some truth to the golf swing illustrated here...

I'm told he was a pretty good college player, then went on mini-tours.

He's pulled the 3-wood and he continues to play without an ounce of fear.

Meanwhile, here's Roy McAvoy.

Someone tell him he doesn't have to hit it from there.

...for massages and mimosas all weekend.

The Dallas Kicker

An ice-breaker. That's not hard.

What's he doing? All he'd have to do is walk up there and take a drop.

It's the only truly safe club in my bag.

Wait. Molly, I got this one.

I can't operate on this boy.

...on golf's all-time masterpiece round.

My self-esteem is fine.

Any time for a quick bucket? Tee it up

Take this ball...

Plus, he needs his carbohydrates.

I've been called many things, but never been saddled with that.

You know what I think? She's got you by the huevos.

There is Mr. 3-Wiggle, isn't there?

Come on, guys, we're trying to win a tournament here.

Looks like you got el hosel. You know, the laterals.

You know, this is without a doubt the stupidest, silliest...

I could make that

Smell of leather, a whip's sting.

...grabbed the 3-wood out of his own bag...

He's got to hit the ball back in the fairway, pitch the ball on the green...

I need a shrink.

That's not what I was talking about, you know where we stopped.

Are you nervous about tomorrow, Roy?

- No mistakes wins the Open. - I want the course record.

Well, I missed a 4-foot putt on 18...

...the steelworkers' power and the brawn of Carl Sandburg's...

...collecting a few dollars for beer when you're capable of much more?

That's fine, I'm not that fucked up.

I can't believe Tin Cup might appear with my name on a trophy.

Hey, Chong! Bigga Ryk needs another ball!

And David Simms is back there trailing by one.

Right, McAvoy from West Texas. We're from West Texas.

You know what? I'll see you both in the bar.

I can improve, Roy.

I'll take the bet.

...little, small, innocent kind of...

If you're such a legendary golfer, as everyone says...

This ain't long division.

Tried to hit the same impossible cut 3-wood into the wind.

What an ugly dog

The hands unite to form a single unit by the simple overlap of the...

What's your guess?