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MAKING GOLF CLUBS SAFE FOR DEMOCRACY
${>"--^OL-LUF!" said Old Doc Sology,
? ._. biting the word in two as though
VJ il tasted bitter. "No, you don't
interest me. I've quit the game
?quit it cold. Split my clubs up for kindling
wood, tossed my bag in the brink and divided
up my Silver Kings among the puppies. I'm
through!"
Coming from the Doctor thi? was a fine line
of conversation. > could hardly believe my
ears. Something was radically wrong either
with the Doctor or with golf.
Coming from any one else in the world, of
course, it would have been quite the customary
thing. The spirited renunciation is a regula?
tion part of the ancient and dishonorable
game. After a spectacular 11 on an easy hole
or a round of calling on all the bunkers it is
considered entirely ethical to heave the niblick
at the caddie's head and let the rest of the
clubs follow in hapid succession. The solemn
oath is taken in the locker room a few mo?
ments later and a new set of clubs is not pur?
chased until the next day or the next week
end.
Every golfer, duffer and expert, recognizes
the importance of giving up the game at stated
intervals. It is the one antidote for a game
that has gone stale or a mashie that has de?
veloped too many left-handed kinks. And no
golfer thinks the less of his fellow man for in?
dulging in these flashes of temperament.
But Old Doc Sology is different?quite. He
has one of those even dispositions that nothing
ever ruffles. I've seen him take four putts on
a green and not even grumble about the worm
casts or the morning dew or the caddie's
shadow. And I've seen him dump one from off
the edge of the green without batting an eye.
Just to casually watch him play you might
think he took no interest in the game. But
whether he's playing for 50-cent Nassau or
$100 a corner he gives all he's got to every
stroke. He's a good arguer on the first tee
and one grand putter on the eighteenth green.
The only way you can beat him is by playing
better golf than he carries around in his bag.
Up above the sixty mark the Doc is now
shooting down irv the late '80s. Used to
break into the '70s on occasion, but that's
delving too deep into the past for modern
literature. If you must have the whole truth,
the Doc is a trifle bald on the top of his head
and his mustache is mostly pure white. But
he has more gleam to his eyes and more glow
to his cheeks than the average youngster in
his twenties.
For the last forty years he's been mighty
keen on the game?belonged to all of the best
clubs and managed to get himself enrolled as
a charter member of most of them. They do
say he wore the first pair of golf knickers
seen in the metropolitan district, but that
may be only rumor. Anyway, you can be?
lieve that it wasn't a pair of hand-me-down
tx-bicycle trousers that the Doc wore. He'd
shove off in his B, V. D.'s rather than profane
the links with anything but the genuine
Scotch tweed article.
He isn't one of those soft-palmed pl?tes
who lias devoted his life and his bankroll to
propelling the ball around the fairway. Up
until last year the Doc appeared at his desk
regularly at 9 a. m. By 3 o'clock, though, his
roll top would be closed down and he would be
heading for the open country. He seldom
came in town on Saturdays and he takes his
religion by proxy on Sunday. Otherwise, he
has fulfilled most of the duties of a con?
scientious citizen.
Usually he worked like a horse during the
Christmas holidays and caught the Palmetto
Limited South along about January 15. He
has always been a fixture in the second flight
of the Washington's Birthday tournament at
B^elleaire. On the way back he takes in the
North and South at Pinehurst and may drop
down to the third sixteen. Or he may be in
a scoring mood and give some near champ a
run for his money in the championship flight.
Last summer he dogged the trail of Vardon
and Ray Jn that long series of exhibition
matches. He took a run out to Toledo for
the national open and was prominent in the
gallery at Roslyn, L. I., when Chick Evans
came through. As .a patron of the finals of
By TORREY FORD ^ ** * ^ f Illustrations by ELLISON HOOVER
"Yes, sir, that beautiful
green that cost not a cent
less than $10,000 was all
parked up with cars!"
I
the big tournaments, the Doc is more reg?
ular than most of the golf writers.
That's why, a week or so ago out at Pelham,
there was such a big hole in the gallery when
the Doc was missing. It was the opening of
that new million-dollar course, the initial ap?
pearance of those English pros, Duncan and
Mitchell, and the return of the triumphant
Jock Hutchison, open champion of the golfing
world. Most folks who could knock off for a
few hours without wrecking their firms com?
pletely made the trip out to Pelham. But dur?
ing the two-day match of seventy-two holes
the Doc continued to be absent. \
So when I ran across the Doc in town the
other day I asked him about it. What was his
alibi? A new grandchild, a bilious attack or a
case of total aphrasia? And then it was that
the Doc spilled all this hot dope about quitting
the game, mashie and divot.
Perhaps it wasn't up to me to cross-examine
the Doctor on any such touchy subject. I
should have taken it for granted that if he was
through with golf he had some darn good rea?
son for dropping out. But I blazed right
ahead and ran into it hot and heavy. In a
lively session that couldn't have lasted more
than fifteen minutes by the clock the Doc un?
loaded most of his choicest sentiments on the
American public and golf.
If I were at all emotional I might have brok?
en down and wept over some of the intimate
details. Once or twice I thought I did catch
a glimpse of a young tear oozing out of the
corner of the Doc's left eye. But perhaps not.
For the last six or eight years, it seems, the
Doc has been nursing a grouch against the
game and keeping it all to himself. But the
highly press-agented straw that tippetf the
hump off the camel's back was a series of un
One man said he couldn't afford to belongs to a golf club because his wife was
such a poor bridge player
fortunate disasters that happened to the Doc?
tor all in the one afternoon out at his favorite
Long Island course.
The Doc had a late afternoon date for a.two
some with Colonel Parsons, of the Hawthorne
Trust. You know how bank presidents are as
a general rule about keeping golf dates. They'll
postpone directors' meetings and close down
the bank if necessary to reach the first tee on
time. But this afternoon the Colonel had to
phone out at the last minute that he couldn't
be on hand. Something about having to take
the Wolverine was included in the message.
When the Doc reached the club at 5:45 he
found no partner waiting for him and the
porches jammed up with a women's bridge
orgie that had reached the gossip and tea
stage. Being accustomed to these petty an?
noyances, but never quite condoning them, he
frowned and shoved on into the locker room.
Two or three men who had finished an after?
noon round were dressing, but no one wanted
to start out again. The club pro was in town
on business and his assistant was doubling in
the kitchen as a pastry cook.
"This is a helluva golf club," said the Doc
and started out alone.
A barrage of June mosquitoes on the swampy
tenth and a laet ball in the long grass at the
fourteenth didn't help his disposition any, but
the Doc was going good and nearly back to
normal when he started to approach the
eighteenth in the gathering dusk.
"Honest," said the Doctor, telling about it
with the fire of resentment still in his eyes, "I
thought I had a sure enough case of the blue
monkeys. I strained my eyes out and couldn't
locate that eighteenth flag at all. Where the
green ought to be there was nothing but big
dark shadows looming ominous. I left my
ball where it was and went on up to investi?
gate.
"And damn my soul, you'd never believe what
those shadows were?limousines, roadsters,
runabouts and pesky sedans! -
"Yes, sir, that beautiful green that cost not
a cent less than $10,000 was all parked up with
cars. If I'd had an ax handy I wouldn't have
hesitated a moment about committing hara-K??
on every last one of 'em. 'Course it wat plain
that they were just overflow from some foo?
party that was going on at the club, but im?
agine using the green for a parking area!
"I went back to my ball, and if I do ?y j*
as shouldn't, I made one beautiful approach
I sailed her smack through the back wiod??
of a limousine caromed off a cut glass flow??
holder and popped out the side window eifht
feet from the pin. And I holed out, too, with
my niblick at the expense of one set of Pad.
ard mudgards and the windshield of a Dodge
sedan. It cost me an 8 for the hole and I
was mad clear through."
But that wasn't all.
After the Doc had dodged through the pr*.
liminary skirmish line of an impending din?
ner-dance and had showered in spite of a
few college cut-ups in open-face clothes, who
were cluttering up the locker room, he
climbed up on an isolated corner of the side
veranda to smoke his pipe and wait for the
taxi he'd 'phoned for to take him back to the
station. He hadn't been there, more than
two minutes before he heard a group of
hysterical women holding a heated conference
near by with the club steward.
"Can't you have that workman shooed off
the porch?" he overheard one of the women
demand in a peremptory tone.
"Yeah," said the Doc, trying to smile, but
not even working his face up to a decent grin
"the workman was me. In a perfectly re?
spectful golf suit I was out of place at a golf
club. I took one jump off that porch and
right there I quit golf for good.
"You may think I'm a doddering old fool
to let one fussy female with a sharp tongue
prejudice me against the whole game of golf.
I'll admit I would be jf_ I did. But that re?
mark was just a symptom of a general state
of affairs that has gradually grown in?
tolerable. I've been thinking about the thing
for weeks. America is. taking her golf
strenuously enough, but' sh?'s taking it :11
wrong. '
"Look how we came out across the water
this spring. We send over the best we've
got, in numbers great enough to win half a
dozen championships. We press-agent 'em
in the papers, boast about 'em openly and
give England the idea that it is merely a mat?
ter of which of the Americans is to bring
home the trophy in each event. And the only
American who turns the trick is a Scotchman
brought up on the St. Andrews course.
"Gosh, it makes me writhe with shame to
think of it. We've got golf courses enough
in this country to cover England from end to
end. We've got more players, more profes?
sionals and more money invested in the game
than all the rest of the countries of the world
put together. And where do we stand in in?
ternational golf? Well, perhaps not at the
bottom, but a long ways from up where vtt
ought to be.
"And what's the answer? Golf in America
is almost exclusively a game for the well-to-do
middle-aged.
"The amateur champion of Great Britain is
a postal clerk. Ill wager that the average let
tercarrier in this country never saw a golf
course unless he happened to stray in by a pair
of stone pillars without noticing the 'For Mem?
bers Only' sign.
"In England they have a whole class of pl?Y
ers called 'mechanic golfers.' The only me?
chanics we have who know the difference be?
tween a croquet ground and a golf course are
a few privileged individuals who dress up in
chauffeurs' togs and are permitted to doze be?
hind the wheel of a limousine while the old
man who foots the bills totters round the links.
"You know me well enough to realize that
I'd be the last man to propose barring white
hairs from participating in the grand old
game. But I do believe that youth should be
given a chance. The average young man a few
years out of college has to choose between get?
ting married and raising a family and joining
a golf club. The bulk of our golfers take up
the game after they have passed forty, and
their muscles are too soft to be of any real use.
"And yet we wonder why we have one Bobby
(Continued on page twelve)
AMONG the many defensive piays that
may save tricks there are some that
are largely a gamble, because they
involve a shift of suit, leaving a sure
trick to try out a situation that may save a
? trick later.
w One of the more common situations is when
the leader holds what are called ten-ace suits
?that is, suits headed by ace and queen or
king and jack. There is a great deal of
prejudice among good players against open?
ing small cards from such suits or giving up
the high ones, because an ace-queen suit is
surely good for two tricks if the declarer holds
the king and it is led through. If the suit
is led up to him his king makes.
The same is true in less degree with re?
gard to leading small cards from the king and
jack. If the suit is not led the king may
make a trick, perhaps both king and jack,
even If the declarer holds both f.ce and q .een.
If such a suit is opened, the leader may never
make a trick in it.
The gamble is to lead something else, try?
ing to get the partner in and letting him lead
the suit that is headed by a ten-ace. There are
two weak points in this play. The first is
that the partner may not guess the right suit.
The opening ? has not shown that the leader
wants his partner to shift? and the partner
may have very good reasons for refusing to
lead the very suit that is wanted. The only
guide in such cases is U3ually the weakness in
dummy. Even then, one does not like to
lead away from king and one, or queen and
two small, althou?h that may be the very card
the leader wants to catch.
This indicates the other weak point. The
Jteader's partner may have the very card that
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AUCTION
the leader is afraid of. It often happens that
a player will refuse to open a suit headed by
ace and queen, only to find, when too late, that
his partner held the king all the time.
Another point in defensive play that requires
some chances to be taken and some judgment
as to whether or not it is worth it, is when a
suit has been opened and it is a question as to
going on with it or trying to get the partner in.
A common example of this is the lead from a
suit headed by ace-king-jack, when the dummy
is found not to hold the queen and the third
hand shows that he holds at least three of the
suit. Take this distribution:
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* K J62
.... O K J 3
* 875
? 74
* 9874
O ? 010 4
**109 3/
? K 3 10 8 3
* A 10
O 936
$ 034
Z dealt and bid a heart, which held. A led
the king of spades and B dropped the trey.
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AN\ B
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BRIDGE?PLAYERS' SCHOOL
By R. F. FOSTER
Author o? Foster on Auction, Auction Made Easy,
\ Foster's Complete Hoyle, Etc.
As A holds the deuce himself, B cannot be
starting a down-and-out echo with two only;
neither can he have no more, or Z would have
five, and with a two-suiter would have started
with a spade call, instead of a heart.
If the declarer has three to the queen, that
card can be caught if B can lead through it;
but this requires a shift of suit for the second
trick, and the selection of the shift is largely
a guess, its success being a matter of luck. If
the partner has the queen or any four spades
it is much better to go on. '
In this case the leader shifted and guessed
the right suit?diamonds?being guided only
by the fact that he had an honor in clubs
and the ace was the only possible winner for
B in that suit. He also argued that if he was
going 'to shift after two rounds of spades he
might as well shift now. The shift saved the
game at this table.
B won the jack of diamonds with the queen
and led the spade ten, which held. Z had to
play his queen on the third spade and A won it,
leading another diamond, B making two tricks
in that suit, six tricks in all.
At the other tables it went this way. A led
three rounds of spades, Z winning the third.
The ace of clubs, followed by the ten, which
dummy passed up, allowed Z to lead his two
top trumps and then a small one, exhausting
both adversaries and putting dummy in at ttie
same time. Now, the two high clubs give Z
two diamond discards and win the game. It
looks as if A should have covered the ten of
clubs, as his queen is gone if Y finesses. This
would have saved the game.
It is to make it clear whether or not the
partner holds the queen, when a king is led,
that so many players use the echo, playing a
card higher than the six on the king lead, if
they hold the queen. This msans, "Partner, it
is safe to go right along with your suit." Had
B held the queen in this case, he would have
played the nine to the first trick, not the trey.
This is the solution to Problem No. 65, given
last week, in which hearts were trumps, Z to
lead, and Y-Z to get all eight tricks:
Z leads the ace and jack of spades. A holds
up the queen as the best defense and Y dis?
cards the interior diamond, the seven. Z goes
right along with the spade ten. " This A covers
and Y trumps, leading a trump. On the trump
lead B discards a diamond and Z a club.
Y now leads the queen of diamonds, which
Z wins, returning the six of diamonds, which
holds the trick, Y" having the four. This
forces the decisive discard from B,
If A covers the second spade lead, the only
result is to force B to discard earlier in the
play. When Y trumps and leads trump, B
must let go a club and Z will discard the club
ten, so that Y shall make both ace and nine.
If B discards a diamond on the trump, Y
makes two diamonds and the club, while Z
makes ace of diamonds and a spade.
BRIDGE PROBLEM NO. 66
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There are no trumps and Z lead?. Y and
Z wants five tricks. How do they get them?
Solution next week.
QUERIES AND ANSWERS IN AUCTION
BRIDGE
Question?My partner deals and bids no
trumps. The second hand says two hearts.
I hold nothing but six spades to the queen,
only one small heart. Teacher says I should
pass, as I have no high cards to help the no
trumper, and she insists that it is not necei
sary to "rescue" the no-trumper when it has
already been taken out by an opponent. 1'
this according to the way the good player8
in New York look at it??Mrs. G.
Answer?If the second hand had passed,
it would be the duty of the third hand to call
two spades, to indicate that a suit would
probably be much better than a no-trump?7
for the combined hands. The fact that the
second hand interposes a bid of two hear?
does not alter the situation. If you pa*8?
the dealer will think game in anything ?
hopeless.
Question?The dealer bids two hearts. Sec?
ond hand passes and third hand also passes,
although holding six spades to the four <*P
honors. A bets that this is a two-spade bio;
E insisting that the original call of two hearts
is a command to the partner to let it alone.
?N. K. L.
Answer?B's view of the matter applies to
normal situations; an original call of two
usually meaning that it is not necessary f?r
the partner to deny the suit, if short in >*?
But in this case the partner's holding is n0t
normal, and with 72 honors to score, ?n<J
probably a much better spade suit than the
dealer's hearts, the two-spade bid is undoubt"
edly correct. Many players would bid three?
unless they had no hearts to lead to to?"
prospective dummy.

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