"When Treviño was at Oak Hills last summer (1968), clacking all the way with his Fleas, he looked very much like a one-timer, a happy accident, golf's living credibility gap.  But Lee Treviño is alive and well and living at the Bank."—Dan Jenkins

"I think of myself as a gentle, fun-loving, peaceful person, but you can be all those things and still get in fights - especially if you don't back down, and try not to.  You won't see me running out of bounds to avoid a little physical contact with a linebacker, and you won't see me ducking out the window when someone wants to tangle.  So I've been known to get into an occasional tête-a-tête.  Maybe this goes back to my Chicano childhood and machismo."—Joe Kapp & Jack Olsen