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Blistered Feet. Son of a Tarboro, N.C. druggist, Ward started to play seriously at 13, when he found a rusting, hickory-shafted putter in an abandoned locker. In 1949, as a University of North Carolina undergraduate, he won the intercollegiate championship; in 1952 he beat Toledo's Frank Stranahan for the British amateur championship. Always he used the same old putter, had it reshafted three times...
...final at Richmond, not only his putter but all of his clubs were hot. His drives carried true; his iron shots were invariably dead on the pin. His putting was steady and deadly. He was eight up at the end of the first...
...chartered, twin-engined plane circled the golf courses around Davenport, Iowa one bright morning last week, then landed at the city's new airport. Above a nearby hangar streamed a banner proclaiming: "Congratulations, we're proud of you, Jack." Below the banner hung a 20-ft. cardboard putter. Out stepped a lanky, lean, tired man in blue slacks and white sweater. A thousand welcomers cheered. Unashamedly, the weary man wept. Jack Fleck, 32, a week after leaving Davenport as one of the nation's most obscure golf pros, was home as the city...
Impossible Rough. Next day, in the playoff, Ben Hogan stayed up with his young competitor until he dropped a stroke on the fifth hole. After that Hogan never caught up. On the 139-yd. eighth he sank a soft, putt for a two; Fleck and his hot putter matched the birdie. On the eleventh Hogan picked up a stroke with a par four; Fleck promptly took it back on the twelfth. Going to the 18th, the bone-weary veteran was one stroke down. There was still a chance, but he hooked his drive off the high tee into thick, impossible...
Three days before, Jack Fleck barely had the cash to pay his caddy. Suddenly, the golf world was his. Tears filled his eyes as he watched Gentleman Ben Hogan grin for the cameras and fan the red-hot Fleck putter, the Hogan-designed club that had carried him home...