Cornell, Ia.
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A player on a public course in Chicago broke a leg during his upswing
at Tee No. 1. Very likely he is, or was, a disciple of that school of
thought which insists on having the right leg as rigid as the well known
ramrod. Soon or late one of these stiff-legged players was bound to
unscrew or fracture the limb. For this school the wooden leg is the ideal
pivot.
“GOLIF.”
“Much virtue in If,” as the Bard of Avon (sometimes referred to as
Shakespeare) remarked. “If I hadn’t looked up—” “If I hadn’t tried to
kill the ball—” “If I hadn’t sliced—” “If I hadn’t turned my body too
soon—” In view of these and other Ifs, lame and impotent explanations
(commonly known as alibis), the World’s Greatest Obsession might
appropriately be spelled “Golif.”
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An account of an aviation stunt on Chesapeake’s strand includes the
instructive information that the aviator “began his loops with graceful
curves, accurately timed.” Our first thought was that all curves are
graceful, but the Short Skirt has negatived that notion; and some of the
most ungraceful golf swings we have observed undeniably described curves.
The intriguing item in the aviation story was the accuracy of the timing.
If we only knew how a sky terrier times his curves we might be able to
explain how Mr. Ouimet or Mr. Evans times his’n.
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“All Mrs. Gourlay Dunn-Webb’s male ancestors for generations, including
her father and mother, have been golf experts and teachers.”
Does this prove, queries J. U. H., that golf un-sexes one?