get grumpy. I say things I shouldn't say. Finally your patience wears out,"
think," Mrs. Hogan said gingerly, "that sometimes Ben has suffered by
being such a perfectionist. When he wrote his book, in the evenings after
tournaments, he took 10 months to write it. He wouldn't stop until he thought
it was right. In everything he does, he works so hard. He insisted upon
designing his own boxes and packages for his clubs and golf balls. I think the
price he's had to pay by being a perfectionist is that he's missed
companionship and friends."
She glanced over
at her husband. "Aren't or weren't there many nights," she asked him,
as if the question had long preyed on her mind, "when you would rather have
been out with the boys, going to a football game or movie, and instead you
stayed at home working?"
He studied her
Ben Hogan said. "If I had my life to live over, I'd like to do everything
I've ever done, the good and the bad."