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...pose is classic Air Jordan. Legs spread wide and a basketball-laden arm arced high, a kid soars through the air of the Crenshaw High School gymnasium into the waiting arms of two grinning teammates, who heave him up toward the rim. The basketball slams haplessly off the forward edge to the roar of "Milk! Milk! Milk!" "You wait for Milk to dunk," quips teammate Jonathan Stokes, "you'll be waiting every game...
...running away. Helped along by an underground railway for victims of domestic abuse, Fran, after years of beatings and broken bones at Bobby's hands, is vanishing with their 10-year-old son Robert. The oldest American story: escape to reinvent the self. Fran changes her name to Beth Crenshaw and ends up in a dreary garden apartment in inland Florida, an hour from the ocean. She and Robert, afoot beside the Florida highway, have their Thanksgiving dinner at the Chirping Chicken and try to come to terms with their memories of the good Bobby and the bad Bobby--knowing...
...major.' There just weren't a lot of 20-year-olds out there at the time." Indeed, golf history seems as well-ordered as Sunday afternoon groupings: Hogan, Nelson and Snead, all born in 1912; Palmer, Player and Nicklaus, winning 10 of 16 majors (1960-63); Watson, Kite and Crenshaw, turning pro one right after the other...
Leonard is also part of the Texas golf tradition handed down from Byron Nelson and Ben Hogan to Jimmy Demaret to Lee Trevino to Kite and Ben Crenshaw. Growing up in Dallas, Justin was so golf-mad that he wrote school papers on Nicklaus, Player and Palmer and practiced his short game inside the house. He recalled one hole as "up the stairs, around the dining room table and over the dog." The enormity of his desire was somewhat mitigated by his small stature, but Leonard delighted in beating opponents who far outdrove him. Because Leonard rarely loses his composure...
...legend needed no embellishment. When William Benjamin Hogan died last week at 84, he was rightly revered as the greatest shotmaker who ever lived. "No human has ever come as close to controlling the golf ball as perfectly as he did," said Ben Crenshaw. The son of a Dublin, Texas, blacksmith, Hogan forged his ideal swing through hard work. He would practice until his hands bled, and when other pros gathered around the fire during a rain delay, Hogan would still be hitting shots to his caddie. His fierce will helped him recover from a 1949 auto collision that nearly...