New-York tribune., 1922-09-09
Distances and Par
Of BrookE;nc Links

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grass regions of Kentucky, was play
ing with such supreme ease and cool
ness that no sign Of effort ever came
into his play. 1t all looked to be so
ridiculously easy, so impossibly sim
pie, that one wondered why he didn't
hole more of his approaches. Demp-
sey, fiicking the ashes from cigarette.
would have been put to the same
physical test. In fact, his timing was
so perfect and so gentle il a way that
the big gallery frequently thought the
ball was far short as it WIS soaring
and dropping to within a few feet Of
the pin. There was not moment
when the tall Easterner was not as
cool and as serene as q midi lh,e day
when you find no sign of feecy cloud
IN the blue summer sky.
Three Under Par for 80 Holes
There was apparently no effort ae,
competition on his part. He reminded
you of well-oiled machine that could
continue to send the ball on a straight
line for year after year, until the cogs
wore out. When any one, under such
over q hard we'll trapped course in
three under par, five under even 4s, you
begin TO inhaie bit of the true pic
ture.
1t was tough blow for Bobby
Jones, who has had his share of more
than brilliant opposition and who
stuck SO gamely against such odds.
Yet in golf there is no man who is
ever masteg of his destiny The great
est can be humbled at any given mo-
nlent and TIE crown can be knocked
N irl1
Give Jones's and three Hagens
couldn't have beaten Sweetser to-day
one expert remarked, and that about
tells the story OF the Georgian's de-
bacle when the lightning struck and
struck again.
The Hindenburg line was strong
enough for while, but it must have
looked like tissue paper to Bobby when
he attempted to hammer his way
brides that forever reared itself across
his sorrowful path. 81 had nothing to
match this golf" he said. 81 never had
a chance"
There was. in way, something
prophetic about that second hole in the
morning round Both had started a
trife slowly, each taking s. Led along
by that intrepid and daring guide, Leon
Errol, of the Flying FEET, we scampered
TO the edge of tha second green as both
drove up the fairway. Sweetser had
driven 240 yaros up bill. Jones was
ten yards beyond him.
The Sensational Eagle
Stepping up to his mashie niblick
pitch the metropolitan champion
tbusnpcd the bail fftcen feet short OF
the cup, seventy yards away. The
preeh was keen, but the beck spin did
StR duty, and taa ball. trickling slowly
toward rolled into the cup for an
aar5e d, two atrokes under par. Jones
then toe!; his tine, looked oTer the
scrlair, .nd pitched boldly for the pin.
TIE ball straei. ten feet short, rolled
f.rward and on & aead line fot the
cva, stopping iuat ten inchos short.
Two m re turns would have broken
.i1 records. a pair os Is en- par
hole that no one can drive, THIS H'2a
the fourth mashio nib!ies app 3as'i
that Sweetser had holed st1ce tne~
toprnan ent started. You raay cal ms
luck. bit when any enc is getting ~
anDroaches as close rs the Iale star
has been getting his some are bound
10 drop. As Walter j. Travis once re-
nnarl:ed: "The ball is bound to stop
And when it keeps stop
ming all around the cup, here and there,
it will find the bottom.
This spurt looked like flash until
thew came to the 308yard sixth. Here
Jones tapped his fine approach to With
in six feet of the cup as the big gaiiery
cheered. Sweetser, who was about the
same distance away, stepped forward,
saw where Jones lay, and tnen came
within breath of holing another eagle
9 The ball rolled up to within few
inches of the cup, rolled-a Few inches
down the slope to the right, and
stamped stone dead for g.. This was
tbe brand of golf that Jones faced from
start to finish.
Jones was A down coming to the
aiohtb when he Clipped to within four
teen inches of the pin. Sweetser, who
again had only an eight-foot putt Tor
2 On q hard hole, missed his putt, but
left the ball on the lip OF the tin, COM
nlete barrier to any entrance. Jones
tried to slice his short putt around the
bali but couldn't get by He had lost
one hole to an eagle, one to birdie
and one to a styrnie. His inward dash
was remarkable golf, but it failed to
shake off Sweetser's iron grip at any
turn.
Yale Star Sinks Twenty-fve-Footer
On the 520-yard twelfth. Jones was
home in two magnificent shots for his
birdie A, but here Sweetser sank
twenty-five- -footer TO get his half in one
stroke under par. He could do nothing
wrong and he came within turn of
Getting another eagle 8 at the 480-yard
fourteenth.
In the afternoon round Jones started
out against forlorn hope. He was
5 down and he lost the first hole But
he came back with a fine at the.
second. This was the second hole he
had won all day, and it was the last
he was to win. After that no chan
mel vas open. There was no niche in
the wall There was no crevice in the
dixie.
sweetser went hammering his way
to the pin, went out in IS. and then at
the 325-yari tenth. over hsbe mounds,