I was lucky to have had a pro named Carl Rasnic to mentor me in my teen years. What he taught me about life through my relationship with golf has been a guiding light. When I was 16, I broke my three-wood in anger. I asked Mr. Rasnic if he could fix it. "How did you break it, Tommy?" "It just broke." Golf clubs don't just break. Gentlemen and golfers do not behave that way." Strictly speaking, it was more than golf, but that moment is etched in my head.