"I wasn't allowed to play on our little nine-hole golf course in Dardanelle, Arkansas," Daly recalled. "They would let me wade in the ponds. I got to sell the good balls. I had to keep the bad ones. They wouldn't take the bad ones. Then we lived on a baseball field, so I learned how to play kind of on a baseball field. Hit cuts to the right, straight shots over center field and hooks down the third base line, flops to the pitcher's mound. Pitch-and-runs to first, second and third base."