New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1922-07-15
Unheralded He Comes I'm 2
Strokes Ahead of Mel
horn; Hagen Slumps to
lbs After Big Morning

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Mitchell broke, and most of the others
we're many strokes behind.
It was Hagen and Jones who took the
big gallery of the day, wild, cheering
horde that was harder to hold in check
than the marines at Belleau Woods.
ters over the course the applause for
other stars frequently sounded like
far away rife fire as some one sank
long putt or dropped his approach dead
TO the pin. But it was the Hagen
Jones gallery that tore up the sod in
wild stampedes and got the big thrill
when Hagen opened with his So. AS
these two strobe down the fairway and
the big crowd surged in there came
faraway memories of a certain city or
village street with its packed side
walks and then the booming cry, "Here
comes the elephants!" as the circus
parade swung on it's way.
Morning Triumph Fleeing
But Hagen's morning triumph, while
a thing of beauty, was only a JOY for
a few feeting hours. The star home
bred was not accustomed to leading the
field. His place had usually been to
come sweeping in from the rear with
test, as young Jones, starting six
strokes back of Hagen, began to hit
his top stride, the broad shouldered.
sun blistered pro wearing the British
crown began to slip and falter. His
early indomitable confidence gradually
faced into faint lines, and by the tenth
hole in the afternoon Jones had
squared the count. ANY, man who can
get back six strokes on Walter Hagen
In ten holes, man to man, must be
stepping along, and Jones was stepping
at his fastest stride.
it look to US as if Hagen was trying
to protect his morning lead by safe
play, while Jones had decided to turn
the contest into match play, the game
in which he revels, and 60 after Ha-
gems scalp.
In any event, welding his putter as
magic blade, he soon began to cut
away stroke after stroke, as Hagen
found trap after trap from the tee and
around the greens. The result was
that they started for the thirty-sixth
hole all square, where Hagen got his
and Jones s, the youngster finish
ing only one stroke back of his
doughty companion in arms. But they
arrived to find that John Black,
through fine golf and the happy
medium Of at the fifteenth hole,
where his approach from a bunker car
upon the top of the golfiing world for
day at least. Hagen for awhile held
his grip on second place, but near the
Tag end of the evening, Bill Melhorn,
of Shreveport, one of the home breGs,
slipped into second place, 73-71,
two strokes back of Black, but one
stroke better than the British crown
wearer and Gene Sarazen, who were tied
for third place.
Galleries Bewildered
AS the day moved along the various
galleries began to surge in all direc-
tons, bewildered by startling reports
that were brought in from various CEN
tiers of warfare. AT first Chick Evans
looked dangerous with his morning 72,
but in the afternoon Chick began to
falter on the greens again. George
Duncan, who was clearly off his stride
in the forenoon with a rs, came back
in better shape for 70 in the second
eighteen-hole test, and so recovered
part of the gallery which had begun to
desert him around noon.
The British threat Is now in the
background for the moment. Duncan
Is 2 strokes back of Black, Hunter
is strokes away, Kirkwood 8 and
Mitchell no less than IL, after
two rounds, which left him more than
usually solemn. Abe's putting was
again loose and his driving was not
up to his usually high standard.
The big crash of the day came in the
downfall of Jock Hutchison, who led
the field on Monday with 81 and a
GO. There were several thousand from
Chicago haunts who refused to be
lured away by other stars. They re-
membered jocks devastating campaign
of the few days before and they were
banked around the first tee for another
thrill when the Glenview pro opened
fire. But the Jock Of Friday was not
the Jock of Monday. The Rembrandt
OF one day had become momentarily a
sign painter. Kubelk had started
beating drum. The master artist was
now mere ordinary mortal, strug-
Cling along as most Of us do for an
occasional par. Such are the WAYS
of this eternally humbling game. JOCK
began by taking three puts on the
first green, and before he knew it he
had started 8, q, 8, a, 6, 8, no less than
over par for the first six holes. Under
this crushing blow Hutchinson was
forced to stagger out in forty two
etrokes. He finished the round in rs,
ten strokes back of Hagen.
Started Like Whirlwind
In the afternoon ne started again like
a whirlwind, going out in SS. But with
q great record in sight, on the second
nine ne hit the soapy chute once more
and at three easy drive and pitch holes
the 18th, 18th and 16th--he took a
g., 5, g.. At the 10th, for example, he
whipped the ball a mile down the fair
way. He was only 80 yards from the
green, and with the chance for q in
sight he proceeded to pump his APP
preach 20 yards over the banked ter
race green into heavy rough where
after missing two-foot putt he needed
q 9. Jock is now in a precarious posi-
ton, where his own play must be flaw
less and many Of the leaders must slip
before he has another chance.
John Blacks double round was
steady procession all day. He was
driving well. with variation of the
old ST. Andrews swing, elastic wrists
and healthy snap. In eight rounds
over this course, including practice