I hope my wife dressed me better than she did in the '60s, so maybe the pictures will be better.
Jack Nicklaus neatly passes the buck for those tight trousers he used to wear in his prime.
Tom (Watson) is probably more of an old sentimental fool than I am. He came up 18 and had more tears in his eyes than I did.
After all these years, Nicklaus proves the competitive fires are still burning.
I know he hates to say goodbye but you've got to say goodbye sometime.
Steve Nicklaus, Jack's son and caddie, describes how for some people "sorry" is, in fact, the second hardest word.
The (Open) I remember best as a kid is '78 when Jack won. And the sweater, I think that was kind of cool. The one you can buy now for $2,000. I've got two of them. And that £5 note.
Brad Faxon describes his love for Golden
Bear memorabilia, but fails to say how much he paid for the £5 note.
I couldn't care less. Thinking of 2000 is not going to help me hit a shot out here, hit a draw, high fade or keep the ball on the ground. I have to be in the present.
Tiger Woods is absolutely right, of course. What happened in 2000 is ancient history as far as this tournament is concerned - but he could have been a bit nicer to the man that asked the question, he'd been straining like a school swot for ages.
If Tiger plays the way that Tiger can play around this type of course then I would agree with a number of others that second place is what we're doing. Andy Roddick said it at Wimbledon, "I'm just glad I'm the second best player in the world." It will be a privilege to play with Tiger tomorrow.
Colin Montgomerie admits that Woods is unbeatable on grass, but suggests he may have weaknesses on clay.
Given the best player in the world's excellent start, it's not a great way to start your championship. But I didn't play great yesterday. He really did play well.
Ernie Els tries not to sound too defeatist about Tiger's lead - and fails miserably.
Ooh, there's a long way to go for that to happen, my goodness.
Nick Faldo makes a better effort at stalling those trying to hand Tiger the Claret Jug.
Well, I'm not a great believer in religion but I think Ernie is god.
Amateur Matthew Richardson goes one step further than Faldo in his efforts to cheer up Ernie by actually deifying the South African.
Just a hint of tartan at the bottom. I've got no idea which one. There are too many clans for me to figure out.
Ian McPoulter fails to recognise the famous Hitchin tartan of his forefathers.