The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-06-26
WALKER NOW GETS
 CLOSE INSPECTION
Cyril Was o. K. As Player But Must Change
 As Champ
By wEsTBROOK PEGLER Especial Correspondent Age Herald

NEW YORK, June 23.-Until he came loafing down the last fairway at the Oakland Hills club to win the American Open Golf championship from Bobby Jones, Cyril Walker had never heard any complaints about his face, the shape of his legs or the cut of his jib. His attention has been called to these matters since then, however, in a thousand newspapers, including, as the inevitable saying goes, the Scandina- vian. The face that Walker has fol- lowed through the thirty-three years of his life thus far has been discerned as an undeeorative work, as though a man to win the golf championship should first qualify in beauty tourpa- ment. Reference was made to his neck, too. And it seemed to be the sentiment of the addicts of the sport, as they ran panting for the refreshments in the club house outside of Detroit. that Cyril hasn't as good legs as Bobby Jones, Mademoiselle Mistinguett or even the boss stenographer.
 Furthermore, Cyril has reported for this tuornament wearing the clothes of a golfer, if you will, but not a cham pion.
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 The new champion has been unfav- orably compared to the old ones. When his drab, slouchy and strictly utilitarian cap is off, his sandy hair blows in the wind, whereas Walter Hagen and Gene Sarazen, both brun- cites, fasten theirs down with gleaming slickum and glow like new automobiles whenever they go out golfing.
 If clothes and pulchritude confer an advantage on the competitor in a golf tournament, then Cyril conceded a handicap equivalent to a full eighteen holes of golf to Hagen, Sarazen, Jones, Chick Evans, Bobby Cruickshank and miscellaneous field of others who glowed with physical and sartorial grandeur.
 Wore Grey Sweater
 He wore an ordinary gray sweater jacket. His nickers were of neutral complexion and rather tight in the fit. There wasn't red or orchid or yell low thread in his plain golf stockings. He was a dusty little ground sparrow in flock of macaws, cockatoos and other proud birds of gay and irridescent plumage. Cyril Walker in all his new found glory was not arrayed as one of these.
 Hagen is the most ornamental man in golf. His magnificance is famous and not displeasing, either. In fact, Hagen, who was once caddy himself, like Sarazen and Walker. spent his first earnings as a professional for a pair of billowy plus-fours and he has been, heard to remark that man shoots better round of golf when well dressed and full of that proud, handsome sem sation. Walker just wears clothes to comply with the customs of the race, and to prevent the sunburn from overspreading his entire frame. His victory may be taken as triun- phAnt thing by all plain guys.
 May Have To Dress Up
 Two years ago, at Skokie, it was said that old John Blacks wife made him dress up for the last day when he just missed the championship. Perhaps Mrs. Walker, too, will now make Cyril buy a closet full of billowy white and checkered and floyered bloomers, sen sational stockings and soft, florid jackets and dress the part.
 But this will not be necessary, Cyril ain't. supposed to be no blooming pot for Seraniums. 'Ee's a professional gowfer, an you can stroike him proper well pink and purple if 'ee didn't up an win the title from some of the prettest and most exensiye pairs