Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Any time for a quick bucket? Tee it up

It’s an attestation

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

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

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

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

All right, waggle.

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

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

I said I want the big dog.

This ain't long division.

...he could make birdie.

You're humble now, homes.

Think clean thoughts.

Thank you, boys.

Are you nervous about tomorrow, Roy?

God, I'm going to faint.

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

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

Wait. Molly, I got this one.

Now, you said trust my feelings. I did.

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

- Great shot. - Thanks for the glove.

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

My self-esteem is fine.

Your brain was getting in the way.

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

I got it from the Golf Channel.

Your 7-iron, Roy.

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

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

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

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

There's a rumor Earl does.

They all must catch him.

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

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

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

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

You ain't going to have that luxury.

Take this ball...

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

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

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

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

...every finishing position is unique.

You're going to make me feel lousy?

I can improve, Roy.

...for massages and mimosas all weekend.

What's your guess?

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

The Dallas Kicker

NICE PAR NOODLES!

I need a shrink.

There's a glitch in my swing.

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

I could make that

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

I'll be playing a pink lady today

You've come for therapy? Okay, look.

Give me the big dog.

Nah, she's seeing a guy.

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

I'm catching it on the hosel?

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

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

This stuff cost me over $200.

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

Gary, It's still going

Grip it and rip it

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

Meanwhile, here's Roy McAvoy.

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

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

I'll take the bet.

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

An ice-breaker. That's not hard.

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

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

And David Simms is back there trailing by one.

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

Give me a ball.

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

With me, surrounded by all these guys snoring.

He's, you know...

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

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

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

You always play better When you’re wasted

Got time for a quick bucket

Not if you play to win.

Smell of leather, a whip's sting.

Take it and show me what a golf pro does.

Or was it 7-iron on 14?

Hey, Chong! Bigga Ryk needs another ball!

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

...behind your left ear.

I believe you're away.

I just gave away the U.S. Open.

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

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

Molly been around?

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

So while I subtly enhance your technical prospects...

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

Plus, he needs his carbohydrates.

Louisville Slugger, please.

Something about that chick.

Now, how in the world...

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

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

I can't operate on this boy.

What an ugly dog