Word: bets
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Dallas Open. But next day, woozy from sulfa, he slumped to 74. After that he could not catch Sam Snead (lately recovered from a broken arm), Jug Mc-Spaden or Byron Nelson. Hogan finished fourth with a 3-under-par. In the longer run he was a good bet to succeed wartime golf's king of the links, fast-greying Byron Nelson, now 18 Ibs. underweight after the nerve-wearing grind of winning 16 tournaments within a year...
Actually, the deal was very much an if, as & when proposition. No oil has ever been discovered in Ethiopia, although oil men have a strong feeling that important pools may exist there. But for jowly Sinco, who loves to bet on anything, it was a good gamble. By putting up small stakes, he stands to collect handsomely if Ethiopia has oil. In any case, oilmen guessed that Sinco has his eyes on Ethiopia's potentially oil-rich neighbor, Eritrea, which Haile Selassie covets...
...resumption next summer, the championships were a useful inventory of U.S. talent. Talbert and Parker seem certain team choices. Their fellow-travelers may well be Champions Lieut. Ted Schroeder and Ensign Jack Kramer, if they are out of uniform by then. Such a foursome seemed a poor bet to win the cup back from the Australians, who have Veterans Jack Bromwich, Adrian Quist and Pat Crawford, as well as an 18-year-old wonder boy named Ducky Pails. The Australians can hardly wait to spring Ducky on the world...
Sirs : President Truman is serenaded with the Missouri Waltz (TIME, July 30), but I'll bet he would grin all over if he was greeted with I'm Just Wild about Harry! from the famous colored revue, Shuffle Along...
After the last shipboard game, he told a story. Two Londoners, he said, had been arguing about a passing cleric. Said one: "I say he's the Archbishop of Canterbury. I can see his gaiters." Said the other: "He's not." To settle a bet, the passerby was hailed, asked his identity. Staring stonily over his high collar, the cleric replied : "It's none of your damned business who I am." So, the President grinned, they never knew-just like the suckers who do not call a poker hand...