Word: greenes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Once he made up his mind, Doug couldn't seem to do the job fast enough. While Snead strolled along playing just-under-par golf, Doug Ford all but ran from tee to green. His flat, awkward swing whipped out short, straight drives. His approach shots were dead to the pin. His putter rarely missed. On the 15th his drive left him a 245-yd. carry over water to the green. "Mistuh Ford." said his caddy, "you better play it safe." "The hell I will, boy," said Ford. He swung his spoon, made the green and holed...
...handed game, par was not going to be good enough. Doug Ford shot not a single bogey; he had five birdies on his scorecard when he stepped to the 18th tee. His drive was straight, but he found his approach shot buried all but out of sight in a green-protecting trap. Now, if ever, he had an excuse to change his pace, to slow down and study his lie. He knew better. He walked into the sand, barely looked at the ball before he swung his wedge in a vicious arc. The ball soared high, dropped short...
...third consecutive final for the Big Green, who lost to the Crimson in 1955 and took advantage of the locals' absence to win last year...
...final great aria movingly sang his farewell to his mother, the sure delicacy of his voice topped off by his rough parting cry: "Un bacio, mamma, addio!" After the intermission, the other local man showed up in Pagliacci, costumed in disreputable red wig, striped T shirt and ill-fitting green jacket. Leonard Warren was, as usual, a powerfully resonant Tonio, alternately strutting and servile as he paced in front of the curtain and expounded Leoncavallo's advice to the audience that an actor is "a man with a heart like yours," and that "what he tells you is true...
...parched country of northern Mexico's Chihuahua, a prairie wasteland fit for nothing but coyotes, ocelots, wolves and white-faced cattle, thrives a large oasis of green fields, spotless barns and blue-trimmed, gabled cottages. This is the colony of a stolid blond race, strangely contrasting with its dark neighbors-the home of the Mexican Mennonites...