The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1931-02-26
Georgia Peach Devotes Time
to Golf Hobby Rather Than
Baseball Drills
BY L L GRAHAM

ny DAAAON OtAdAM
Atlanta, Ga, Feb. 26-(R-Ty Cob,
sits In a big easy chair. smoke rings
curling around his lean head anu
brol1zed 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 that
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 rhinows. But some
thing else always comes up.
Golf Is his game now. He plays
with the same fervor and zest that
made him the center fielder Of all
time. He shoots in the low eighties
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 a North Carolina course.
They were off their respective games.
Both were slightly peeved.
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.
Cobb Wants to Win
hfrc (lrhh ron tall H,O,p frns>1 r1r,' r.
footsteps when he hits the front
porch whether he has won or lost.
It used to be the same when he was
playing baseball. He put 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
l4-year-old son, Herschal, a 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 EN- down. He quit baseball be-
cause his legs went back on him. He
goes after birds on horseback and
hunts fox at night. He has to exer-
else daily or he feels badly.
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.
His home Is a picture gallery and
the walls are covered with pictures Of
himself, other baseball stars, United
States presidents, celebrities Of all
kinds. His scrap books are filled 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
a few of the uniforms he wore at the
height of his career.
Cobb Is Supcrstitious
Ty was of the most SuperSti-
tious me- In baseball. When he saw a
wagon load Of barrels passing he was
In for a good day. Every hair pin he
found meant a base hit. During a
hitting streak he would never change
sweat shirt or socks. He still won't
leave his bat on a bed or walk under
a ladder. He turns his back II a
black cat comes his way and crosses
the fingers on both hands II he meets
someone whose eyes r out OF line.
He thinks the American people az
a whole eat too much. For a days
food he Is satisfied with q light
breakfast and dinner at six p. m. He
likes to ride his fine saddle horses
and Is a stickler for obedience. He
loves dogs and often judges at field
trials.
His favorite story is the one about
the rookie outfielder. It was In the
days when Cobb was the scourge OF
the basepaths and the unWritten
baseball law was never to throw be-
hind him. The Georgia peach got
hold of one and rarn1ned a line hit
out to the youngster. Cobb turned
first base as the rookie picked up the
ball.
Without a sign Of hesitation, the
green hand rifled the ball to the
home plate.
Ty Cobb was not going to out
maneuver him.