Evening star., 1934-08-19
BY w. r. McCALLUM.

BY w. r. McCALLUM.
- ONE golfers get no kick out Of
- their shots unless they are hit
properly. a., - .,o,,
finish near the hole, whether
they are hit right or not.
Some like to see the other fellow
play perfect golf, hitting the ball cor
rectly and kicking up a divot alongside
the cup.
Others grippe and groan when they
see the other guy play fine game
while their own shots shoot OF into
the tiger country.
But there is one player hereabout-
a guy who plays as much golf as any
amateur around the city-who cares
not a lick whether he hits the ball
on the face of the club or on the heel,
Just so it ends on the green or some
where close. This same chap gets
absolutely no kick out of seeing the
other fellow play machinelike golf.
He gets his fun-and tells the world
about it-when the other guy Is boot
ing 'em around.
v. Calvert Dickey, the big hook-and-
slice man of the Washington Golf and
Country Club, is unique in golf.
Strictly unorthodox himself, he pays
little attention to the finespun theories
that have confounded many men.
With a flaillike swing and pecu-
liar hipshift-literally a golflng law
unto himself-Dickey has been play
ing the game for only 10 years or so,
but, at an age well past so, he can
handle any but the very best of the
golfers of his club or of the city. He
is living contradiction in golf style,
a man who flaunts many of the ac-
cepted theories, and, after kicking
them on the proboscis, emerges with
what resembles fine golf shot.
TO-DAY, at an age when most men
wouldn't think of playing under
a hot sun on a blazing day,
Dickey gets in his seven games a
week at the Washington Golf and
Country Club, knocking the ball
around anywhere between 73 and 83,
and more often In the high 70s than
in the low 8Os. He is an institution
at Washington, not only for his un-
orthodox method of stroking the ball
but for his unusual views on the
game and the shots and the way the
other fellow plays 'em.
He plays occasionally with Al
Houghton and with Roland MacKen-
zie, and his slant on watching them
runs something like this:
"I like to play with them and I
enjoy their company, but when 1t
comes to enjoying watching 'em, 1
just don't get any kick out OF 1t.
They play too much like machines.
You know just where the ball is 60
ing before they hit it. If they miss
a few puts they may score as high
as 70. But you know before they
start that they are going to get around
in par" And then Brother Dickey
cut loose with the conversation that
makes him unusual.
IT get my main thrill out OF seeing
the other fellow boot 'em around.
When my opponent is playing golf
like a machine I suffer little bit,
but get a real kick when he is boot
ing 'em all over the lot. And If I
happen to play well that makes it so
much better"
Dickey was runner-up in the club
championship last year, losing to
Reese R. Hair after licking couple
of good golfers on the way.
In the latter group was Dorie
Gruver, friendly golfng arch-enemy
of Dickey.
Calvert is a great opponent and a
fine sportsman Gruver says. But 1
think he is the luckiest guy in the
world. He and are about as even as
any two golfers you could find. but he
can boot the ball around and get
away with it more than any man
ever have SEEN"
Some Of their matches are red-hot
affairs with much of the club mem
bership interested in the outcome.