how I got where I am. In 1985, playing to get to the finals of Q school, I came to the last hole feeling I needed a par to advance. I chipped in for birdie, a good but very lucky shot. I thought I had it made, but it turned out it barely got me into a playoff. I birdied the first hole and got to the finals, where I played my way to the tour. But what if that chip had missed? Would I be behind a convenience-store counter today? Who knows? Never discount the importance of luck and timing.
