 The worst part was on the sixth hole. What was it, 94 degrees? Oh, the entire day. We had to tee off at 1. It was my fault. I had to move the tee time back because I went to Ohio. But sixth hole, my caddie started calling me Sean Miller because my shirt, I had not just kind of sweat through it. I would have looked the same if I had cannonballed in the pool fully clothed. So it was a little embarrassing being Sean Miller on the front nine.