New-York tribune., 1922-07-16
rx.(addie Comes From
Behind With 288, One
Stroke Under Jones and
Black, Tied for Second
Four of First Five
Home.Bred Players
Mehlhorn Is Third With
29O and Hagen Has
29l i'm Skokie Contest
Bv Grantland Rice

BY 1Tdntidnd RICE
sgoKIE COUNTRY CLUB, Glencoe,
NJ. July 15.-The crown Of American
GOLF. now the leading trophy Of the
p,us, is resting tonight upon the head
~ Gene Sarazen, an ex-caddie from the
Avawamis Club, of Rye, New York. In
one of those finishes that lift the
human scalp TO q horizontal position
and Cause number of icy chills to
run I'D and down the human spine, Sara
zen, at the age of twenty-one, beat
Bobbie Jones, Of Atlanta, Ca, and John
Black, of oakland, Calf, by the slen-
der margin of single stroke.
Eighteen thousand of the widest
Golf fanatics that ever raced over hill
and hollow saw Bobby Jones and John
Z Black with two As to win slip at the
seventeenth hole and fade from the
picture, as Sarazen's 2Ss stood all
tsunter fire. Just back of these two,
At 2Ss, came Bill Mehlhorn, at 290, and
Just back Of Mehlhorn, in fifth place,
followed Walter Hagen, at 291. So
only three strokes separated the first
five leaders in the most outstanding
triumph that American homebred golf
has ever known. Four of the first
FIVE are homemade talent, and John
Black, once of Troon, Scotland, has
been an Amercanized golfer for If
teen years. There was no British
golfer on the inside of this charmed
circle, with George Duncan in sixth
place, at 296, and Abe Mitchell we'll
down the list.
Broke Up Big Jubilee
The round that broke up the big
jubilee was Sarazen's finishing march.
Mhigh noon, with only eighteen holes
togo, Jones and Mehlhorn were tied at
as. Black was IN. third place at 217.
WITH Hagen fourth at 219. Apparently
out Of the winning cast, Sarazen was
fifth, four strokes back of the two
leaders. Bill Mehlhorn, a young home
bred from Shreveport, La. was the
first of the leaders to finish, with a IA
for 290. And then, coming up to the
niHth. followed by his gallery, we
caught view of the short, heavy set
figure of Gene Sarazen. The ex-caddie
frcm Rye, N. Y, now professional at
the Highland Club, of Pittsburgh,
swung confidently along, the steamy
summer sun shining upon his coal black
hair, as smooth as sable satin. There
brown eyes as he thumped his putt
into the cup at the ninth hole and q
wild cheer from the big gallery around
this green as the scorer gave out the
startling figures, "Sarazen is out in
SJ,7 This included a penalty stroke at
/ the long fifth hole, where his second
shot lodged in the root of tree and
he was forced to chip out into the
fairway and be content with 6.
Noehing Could Stop Him
Out in 80 the game, brilliant young
ster kept going. Nothing could stop
him as he reeled off par after par. At
the long seventeenth and the 470-yard
eighteenth his puts for 3s ran up to
the lip Of the cup, but when the last
tap dropped in there was another roar
that shook the sturdy oaks and naples
Of the Skokie Valley as the scorer an
bounced 6S for 2SS.
As Sarazen walked off the green the
great gallery rushed upon him to offer
It's congratulations. Whether he won
or not that finishing sixty-eight under
heavy strain was one of the classic
rounds of golf, full proof that great
gofer with the heart of a lion had
come along to take his place in the
nigh plateaus of the game. They came
near tearing him apart as he fought
MS way through the crowd with a
smile upon his brown, tanned face as
esoad as the last putt he had just holed
Tor birdie /.
Jones, Hagen and Black all have
acaance for 288 to tie," some excited
goh fan remarked. Eyes, I know they