The Washington herald., 1922-09-08
SWEETSER STOPS
JESSE CUILF0RDN IN
GOLF TTTLEBATTLE
Meets Jones Today in
Semi-Finals-Evans
Faces Knepper.
cOrnnued from Page One.


the twilight ss golf.ng aa. There
was a day when we thought IS was
fairly buoyant. between morning
and high noon. but that day mas
passed after the sights we nave
been through the last two days
Knepper Beats TolIeyh
There we're four great battles among
the surviving eight where Jones
stopped young William McPhail after
a hard fight: Evans overpowered tn
game and long-hitting Godchaux; and
Ruddy Knepper, by beating Cyril Toll
ley, extended Sioux City's dominion
from Boston on to the lights Of Lon
don. But the big shock Of the day
was when Jesse Sweetser. the young
est man left. two months this side OF
Bobby Jones. flipped the crown on
Jesse Guilford's astonished brow.
Guilford. who won at st. Louis year
ago and led the medal field on Men
day with a rare 10. found bis purple
toga rudeIy torn from his broad shoul-
ders and wrapped. for the moment a.
least. around the tall form of the
Metropolitan champion. who reports
from Siwanoy and Yale.
The mishtv hitting. sure putting
Guilford who knows every blade of
grass that Brookline grows, was fig
ured as the one outstanding stalwart
Of the field in a test where physical
stamina means so much. But carry
ing a lead of up around the middle
stretch # the match, he found his
feet ont from beneath him by a re-
emsrkabl" stretcn of golf where from
the sixteenth hole in the morning to
the tenth hole in the afternoon the
New York star played Il consecutive
oles in five strokes under even As. 1t
was this rare squirt, at a critical point
cf the match that drove the big Bos-
tor champion out of his kingio"n n d
knocked the coronet from his steamy
forehead. Both had been a tri;is slip
shod with poor control over tie putter
until this dash started where Sweet
scr fu-Ld the true line to the ,up and
IN these twelve holes converted a
deficit Of 9 down into a lead Of up.
Knepper vs.. Jones.
While this was taking place. the
thriving druggists of Sioux City
again were forced to erase the
cigar and soda water signs and
enter a new refrain. This time
II read as follows: Rudy Knep-
per. the home boy. beat Cyril James
Hastings Tolley on the final green"
The Far West still supposed In
many parts Of the Btirish Empire
to be the home .of the Sioux and
Apache. had tackled another scalp
upon the old tepee.
On Tuesday Knepper dropped Tor
rance, OF Scotland, after being S
down Yesterday he stopped the
brilliant Ouimet. Today he took
the lion-hearted Tolley to the edge
OF the cliff and showed him over.
But tomorrow he must swing back
10 the corn belt again. where he
finds his old conqueror. Chick Ev-
ans. blocking the road to fame.
And this Is something else again.
Tolley today. even in defeat add
ed to his own prestige and to the
prestige Of British golf by the
gallant fight he made to the final
green. The big Englishman had
q stomach attack before the match
and started miSerably with strings
of IS and 6s. He was clearly of,
and soon found himself four down.
After the first nine he settled and
by the eighteenth hole had cut the
margin to 1. where Knepper sank
his mud coated ball for a brilliant
3. In the afternoon start Tolley
again skidded badly. but from a 8
lie handicap he again proved his
skill and courage by hacking away
until he reached the fifteenth hole,
the thirty-third and decisive hole
of the match.
Ball struck Spectator
TOlley here was only one down
"a Al
prOdigious tee shot carried the road
$50 yards away. Kncpper sliced
badly. but as his ball was scurrying
into the heavy rough. l65 yards
from the trsp-Euarded green. 1t
struck one of the broadest backs
We ever saw. bounded over the
rough and lay by the parallel road
side in a comfortable lie. Look
out" someone shouted. here comes
knepper's ball" Everyone bucked
and scurried, but there was still
one spine in the way when the ball
arrived and upon this bent-over
spine the ball struck with a thump.
Il must have bounded ten feet into
the air, well over to the right, COM
ing over the matted grass to an
open spot. From this lie Knepper.
ay fine shot, reached the green
anu lnfu EduN MS putt lot a
Such are the fortunes of war, golf
and existence in general There IS
some discussion as to whether tn,
ball struck anyone here. but we
happened TO be standing within ten
Feet Of the spot between Leon Errol
and Charley Buell.. the Harvard foot
ball captain, and II was our COM
bined opinion that some spectator
would have a sore spine for several
SAYS to come. There was frantic
effort on everyone's part to clear
;he way. hut the broad back usually
catches the burden.
ToIIey's Gallant Fight.
This one turn might have easily
made the difference of two holes in
he summary. for Tolley got his par
Z. where the gallant Ruddy from
his tangled patch would certainly
rave had to battle for his. and no
.hance whatever for a birdie :. Yet
,ven in the face of that tough break
FOLEY refused to weaken holding
IN at the short sixteenth with a
ine and becoming only l down.
when Knepper over-approached the
seventeenth and finally picked up.
The concluding green was the
scene OF a tense drama. BY this
time all four galleries had COM
bined into one wild surging sweep
Of humanity. admirably handled by
the marshals of the course. In
thickly packed ranks they swung
from tee to green, 40 yards apart.
a long lane between two expectant.
keyed-up lines. The men struck
off fine long tee shots down the