Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1940-07-05
Peacock, Amateur; Steals Red Cross Golf Show
Fine IS Roger Scores
Puts Him, Picard in
Sunday P|ayoff
Spencer, Rippy Tie With
Best Boil 81; Relief
Fund Well Helped
BY WALTER McCALLUM.

BY WALTER McCALLUM.
what a partner. What a golfer.
I'd like to have him as my partner
in any tournament I play in. He's
as good-looking an amateur as I've
seen"
Tall Henry Picard, the gent from
Hershey, Pa, who some wag with
out much thought of the fitness of
things nicknamed the Chocolate
Soldier, was talking. Henry was re-
ferring to Roger Peacock, the In
dian Spring amateur, with whom
Picard paired in a blitzkreig on par
for the benefit of the Red Cross at
Indian Spring. Between them they
whacked the ball around that soggy
course in eight strokes under par for
a best ball total of "a. But it
didn't win the District pro-amateur
championship.
Another pair of tall gents, both
proficient operators with driver and
putter, named Cliff Spencer of East
Potomac Park and Claude Rippy of
Indian Spring, tied the Peacock
Picard duo for the title. The two
pairs will play off next Sunday at
2 o'clock for the brace of medals
which go to the champions. Again
the Red Cross, which benefited to
the extent of several thousands of
dollars from yesterdays splendid
show, will be the beneficiary. Tickets
for the playof Sunday will be sold
at 81.
That tie, coming at the end of
a day of great golf shots and equally
great scoring by a dozen of the top
men of golf in the land, was almost
solely the result of two lone-handed
assaults on par by Peacock and
Spencer. Picard and Rippy were
IN there when needed, to be sure,
but Peacock and Spencer were the
hot shots Roger led off with 80
for the first nine. Barely had the
chin dropping started when word
came that Spencer was red hot.
Cliff finished the nine with an in
dividual score of 30.
Picard Moves in.
Then Henry Picard stepped in.
pic tall, dark and handsome, took
over where Roger left off, and with
three birds, aided Roger in FASH
ioning another 80 on the back nine.
Meanwhile, Spencer and Rippy
birdied the eleventh and twelfth and
tossed the tourney away when they
failed to get bird on the long
sixteenth. At the end Rippys chip
shot for 63 stopped only 6 inches
short of going in.
But Peacock was the star. The
former holder of all the sectional
titles in this neighborhood knocked
the ball around the par 70 course
IN 66 whacks for the best individual
score Of the day. Which was the
reason for Picards remark:
II couldn't imagine a better part
her anywhere" said Henry. He was
there when I needed him all the
time"
Spencer didn't hole out all the
way. Had he done so he might
have bettered Rogers score. But
he picked up when Rippy had the
hole tucked away And it nigh.
have been altogether different ha..
Tony Penna, the chunky little pro
from Dayton, Ohio, and Jerry Hart,
Indian Spring amateur, gotten
bird 4 on the seventh hole. Both
took IS, both being trapped. Still
they finished a shot back of the
tie with IS.
Where were the other stars? Well,
they were there, all but Dick Metz,
and all of them played-right GAL
lantly and so on. But they didn't
score so well. Jimmy Thomson,
COLTS mighty mauler, got tangled up
In a driving duel with Redskin
Charlie Malone. Between 'em they
were trying so hard to outknock each
other from the tee that they forgot
what the fairway looked like, and
they wound up with 69-far from
good enough in such fast company.
Lawson Little, the National Open
champion, got around in 68, which
was the best ball of Little and Dick
Melvin. Bobby Cruickshank, the
smart little Richmond pro, did lot
of chunking with Art Cross of In
dian Spring to get a IS. So did
Virgil Worsham of Chevy Chase and
Bob Donohue of Indian Spring to
score 66. In all it was a quite a
show-any way you take it.
Red Cross Dignitaries Present.
The pretty gals were there dressed
IN their Red Cross uniforms. The
Gray Ladies were there. Gen. Frank
r. Keefer, chairman of the District
Red Cross Chapter and other Red
Cross dignitaries were there. So
were flock of Boy Scouts and a
band or two. Why the bands were
there no one seemed to know, for
they didn't toot. And had they
footed no one would have cared.
Those thousands were there to see
golf shots and not to hear from
bones. They saw plenty of golf.
The autograph fiends had a field
day. This, you know, was the first
big Red Cross benefit affair, and the
golf lads were all smiles and glad
to help" and so on, as they wrote
their names across scorecards and
what not. All in all it was quite a
day. And Indian Spring did good
job. No better arrangements could
have been made anywhere.
But Roger Peacock stole the show.
Here was an amateur licking the
pros at their own game. A good
amateur, to be sure, and every one
knew that before the show started.
But who could compare Peacock
with Lawson Little and Henry
Picard and Jimmy Thomson and
Horton Smith and Ed Oliver? They
can now. Roger showed 'em a golf
shot or two.
Paul Runyan showed up with a
putter knocked out in carpenters
shop. She's honey, too" said
Paul. Jimmy Thomson reached the