The evening world., 1921-06-24
ST. ANDREWS HOPES
! JOCK HUTCHINSON
!, WILL WIN At GOLF.
Vlscount Northcliffe Tells Of
Popularity of American Play
erS in Championships.
By ViscOunt Northclife.
Noyrigbt. 1921. 70 the United Prss. !

WGyrgf 1O21. 70 the United Prass)
ST. ANDREWS, Scotland, June "a.
Beautiful st. Andrews Is the place
where the canny Scots successfully
hid the game of golf more than 1--WE
long centuries until a few years ago
when their English neighbors dlscov-
cred 1t and passed it along to the rest
OF the world.
Picture to yourself something like
southampton, Long Island. with a
background of mountains, a vast con-
course composed mostly of people
speaking the broad Scotch language
30 that the English and Americans
present can hardly understand them.
We cannot understand them, but l
can assure you that these East Scot
folks understand all about golf as
your players will tell you when they
get balk
Fine caddies they are. too. They
want their man to win and nobody
else.
Viewed from London and New
York, this is an international match
among competitors who are Ameri-
cans, Australians, Scots, English,
French and Spaniards. But here in
St Andrews the whole community
has only one wish. That is that your
Jock Hutchinson, who was born here,
but who has won fame and fortune
IN your land of opportunity, should
win. They are quite oblivious OF
the fact that John Bull will get a
nasty jolt if he sees the cup depart
for Chicago.
l didn't think it would be possible
that the American golfers who have
come to St. Andrews could be 50
popular as those who went to the
amateur championship at Hoylake a
month ago-but they are.
Night before last a number OF them
we're entertained at a dinner by the
Royal and Ancient Club. Bobby"
l have asked some of our best ex-
perts as to Bobbys ranking. They
agree with Vardon's statement of
last year that Bobby is the best ANA
teur golfer in the world to-day. In
the last two weeks he has been in
Britain he has made an army of
friends by his modest bearing and
naturalnesS.
There can hardly be any greater
form of torture than that endured by
a professional golfer whose living
status depends upon his success in
the long drawn out agony of elimina-
ton and the final rounds of the
championship. Ted" Ray. who mar
rowly escaped being slain in the
elimination rounds, looked Thoroughly
drawn, worn and nervous before
starting his round, yet he played
wonderfully well.
There was a remarkably applauded
incident yesterday with something
IN it about as human as you will ever
find in golf in Scotland, where much
of the proceedings are conducted az It
a pr; yer meeting. Hagen holed putt
which Cyril Tolley estimated for me
to be about fourteen yards. There
was, for Scotland, hearty applause.
Hagen, too, was surprised, and l may
say, to the pleasure of good many,
threw up his hand in a merry little
gesture, something that never had
been seen at ST. Andrews before.
where a man who holes a fifty yard
putt or misses one of a foot usually
maintains the immobiiity of a statue.
The ice was broken and w'nen, d
few seconds later, George Duncan
completed the happy episode by hol-
ing his eleven -yarder there was a
warmth Of enthusiasm shown every
where by these imperturable but
really warm hearted Scottish folk.
One of the terrors of St Andrews
is the seventeenth hole, called the
road hole. This is one of the most
difficult golf holes in the world. More
championships have been lost on that
hole than any other.
The entrance to the green Is very
narrow. On your right you have the
detestable road, on the left an ugly
little bunker. If you slice your ap-
proach you may get on the road and
take anything up to a dozen to get
out. II you pull it, you have to pitch
over this very ugly bunker and, I'M
less you can stop dead, you may even
yet he on the road.
I saw Paul Hunter play this hole
skilfully. The road hole, I under
stand, Is kind of horrible nightmare
which haunts the players all the way
around. and their relief is great wher
they have completed 1t. Hunter mad
d fine drive but rather overpulled his
approach To avoid going into tho
road she pitched the ball very high
into the air with plain-face mashit
and stopped It practically dead.
Jock Hutchinson played some won
derful shots In the morning hi
pulled his drive on to the road, away
out to the left. He hesitated fol
some time as 10 what to do and ther
laid the ball dead to the pin Jocks
ona at the eighth was a wonder.