If the memory of Miguel Angel Jimenez lasts for one thousand years, as it surely will, then this article may well rank as the definitive portrait of the man.
Written by Golf.com's Alan Shipnuck, the article opened with the author's futile attempt to interest Miguel in a glass of water.
My friend, water is for fish.
This early exchange was the spark for Miguel to elaborate on his love of the good life and he was rather forthright in his defence of his lifestyle.
I come from a different generation. And I'm not a hypocrite. I don't hide the way I am. If I want to have a drink, I have a drink. Why shouldn't I? Is it illegal to drink alcohol? Is tobacco illegal? So why should I care if people see me smoking?
He proceeded to tell the journalist that anyone who had a problem 'can stick their tongue up their ass' - a feat which would require almost Nigel Pearson like flexibility.
Matters then turned to his young wife, a blonde Austrian woman named Susanne whose 'nice pants and beautiful ass' struck Jimenez most forcefully.
Jimenez gives her credit for keeping him youthful. Shipnuck was intrigued by this and had to ask. Jimenez's birth cert may indicate he is around five decades old but in other departments he feels like a boy of college age.
More than 50 years since I was born," Jiménez says, then points a finger southward, "but I'm only 20 down there.
The article finished with an ode to a life lived well. This does not sound like a man who angsts over whether he's going to win a Major.
I am here with the sun shining, I'm surrounded by friends and family, tonight I will eat good food, drink good wine, smoke a good cigar and make love to my beautiful wife. It's a good life, no?
We urge to read the rest of this absurdly entertaining interview here.