Tiger Woods gets all of the attention throughout a golf tournament no matter how well or poorly he is playing.
It seems like we see every step he takes down the fairway, into the woods, through the bunkers, and onto the greens.
We've accepted this because he is the world's best golfer and arguably the greatest golfer of all time. Even when he is struggling, it is entertaining to see him knock a drive about 100 yards off line and somehow manage to save par.
But what is up with the Kenny G coverage during this week’s AT&T Pebble Beach National Pro-Am?
Every time I looked up at the TV, I see some ill-looking man with a fu-fu ponytail flailing away with a swing speed that couldn't break an egg.
And then I'm reminded it is world-renowned saxophonist Kenny G.—and that he is a genuine scratch golfer.
Let me be the first to say that Kenny G. couldn't shoot even par on a legit golf course if you spotted him five shots.
Think about the biggest thief you know at your local club or in your golf league. The guy has a 12 handicap and somehow shoots even-par on the front nine, and buries you to the point where it is impossible to come back and win.
Now think of the complete opposite, and that is Kenny G. In short, he plays with a vanity handicap.
He probably has someone blowing smoke up his backside on the golf course and as a result he thinks he can actually play.
He has a meticulous pre-shot routine that produces some of the most average to horrendous golf shots from an apparent scratch golfer.
The end result is that he is plastered all over the TV and I can't see someone on the newly renovated Monterey Peninsula golf course play a hole.
The Golf Channel can set up a team to follow around a complete stiff amateur, but they can't get one camera guy to check out the Monterey Peninsula course that everyone is raving about?
This seriously might be the worst coverage of a golf tournament I have ever seen.
Tiger, I mean, Kenny G. blows one right up against the grandstands on a par-three and then tries to hit a flop shot, but is wildly unsuccessful and dumps it into a bunker.
I'll tell you what Kenny G. can scratch...
So with his unmanly ponytail flapping in the wind he steps into the bunker, slaps at the sand, and leaves his ball in the bunker.
Yo, Kenny pick it up. The round is going on five hours and we're running out of daylight.