I feel somewhat sorry for every golfer here not named Kenny G.

Brenden Pappas' 60-foot putt on No. 9 rolls inches short of the cup. He putts in for par. One person out of at least 100 in the grandstand claps. Pappas doffs his cap and points at said fan, as if to say, "that was my best shot of the day and you, sir, are the only one who knows golf enough to recognize that."

About half an hour earlier, Kenny G finishes his day in the water on the same hole. He wedges out, settles for bogey after missing a 3-foot putt. Gets significantly more applause, autograph requests, dispoable-camera photo requests. Somebody even hands him a CD with the preface "I play keyboard ... not on your level, of course."

Kenny G finishes the day at 11-over for an 18-over total — worst in the field.

No love for Brenden. He's at 7-under through 10, two strokes off the lead.