Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-02-26
GOLF AND HUNTING
KEEP TY BUSY NOW
No Base Ball In Life of For
4 mer Diamond Star, but He
III May Buy Club.
BY DILLON GRAHAM.


IL A TLANTA, Ca, February 26.--
IN Ty Cobb sits in big, easy
"A chair, smoke rings curling
around his lean head and
bronzed features, and dreams of
the big game he is going to hunt
some day in Africa. He has been
doing that for years. He has never
been closer to the jungles with a
gun than Canada.
But he dreams on. Plans have been
changed and rechanged. Bear, noun
tain lions, moose have fallen before his
crack shooting on preparatory trips.
He wants those elephants, crocodiles
and rhinos. But something else always
comes up.
Golf is his game now. He plays with
the same fervor and zest that made
shoots in the low sos, and does 1t left
handed. He tries to kill the ball on
every long shot, and so he presses. He
hits wonderful slices.
Ty was playing one day with Bobby
Jones over North Carolina course.
They were off their respective games.
Both were slightly peeved.
Ty and Bobby Stopped.
Coming up to the eighteenth tee. Cobb
decided to drive right-handed and
Bobby swung from the left side. They
put four balls in a creek in front of
the green. Solemnly they shook hands
and went home.
Mrs. Cobb can tell you from Ty's foot
steps when he hits the front porch
whether he has won or lost. It used
base bah. He puts the same fervor
and dash into both games. The
stronger the opposition, the better he
plays And he can't bear to lose-at
anything.
The last time he wrestled with his
14-year-old son, Herschal, husky 155-
pound lad, it took everything Ty had
to down the boy. He hasn't wrestled
Herschal since. He won't let his son
throw him. But he loves to play with
the kids.
Next to golf, Ty likes to fish and
hunt. He prideS himself on being able
to take young fellows out and walk 'em
down. He quit base ball because his
legs went back on him. He goes after
birds on horseback and hunts fox at
night. He has to exercise daily or ne
feels badly.
No Base Ball for Cobb.
Since retirement Cobb feels like a
schoolboy on vacation. He has no de-
sire to play ball again. Some day he
may purchase q ball club. Base ball
meant nothing but hard work to him
after his first year as hitting champion.
He had to struggle too hard to protect
his record.
His home is a picture gallery and
the walls are covered with pictures Of
I himself, other base ball stars, United
states Presidents, celebrities of all kinds.
His scrapbooks are filed with action
pictures. The walls Of his den are
covered with animals he has killed,
bear skins, tanned deer hides. He has
given away all the bats and balls that
figured In the making Of his hitting
records. But he still has few of the
uniforms he wore at the height Of his
career.
Ty was one Of the most superstitious
men in base ball. When he saw wagon
load Of barrels passing he was In for
good day. Every hairpin he found
meant q base hit. During Q hitting
streak he would never change sweat
shirt or socks. He still won't leave his
bat on Q bed or walk under ladder.
He turns his back II black cat comes
MS way ana crosses the ringers on DOCn
hands II he meets some one whose eyes
are out Of line.
Is Sparing Eater.
He thinks the American people as
whole eat too much. For a days food
he Is satisfied with light breakfast
and dinner at pm. He likes to ride his
fine saddle horses and Is a stickler for
obedience. He loves dogs and often
judges at field trials, but is losing in
terest in the competitions because he
thinks trainers are going In more for
speed than accuracy In developing the
bird spoilers.
HIS favorite story is the one about
the rookie outdelder. It was in the
days when Cobb was the scourge Of the
base paths and the unwritten base ball
law was never 10 throw behind him.
The Georgia peach got hold of one and
ranmed Line hit out TO the youngster.
Cobb turned first base as the rookie
picked up the ball.
without O sign Of hesitation the green
hand rified the ball to the home plate.
Ty Cobb was not going TO outrna-
neuver him.