Word: turf
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...stepped Helen Payson of Portland, Me., a nervy novice; the Conclusion finally rested at the 18th green, 1 up. Along came pouring rain and sure-putting Mrs. H. D. Sterrett of Hutchinson, Kan. The Conclusion wavered before those pitiless putts that streaked for the hole over yards of squashy turf. Near the tenth tee grew a four-leaf clover. It was picked, pensively. Near the 18th cup lay Mrs. Sterrett's ball, only a short span to go for a birdie, a tie, an extra hole. The putt was missed. Then the Griswold trophy was presented to its winner...
...whose 19 sum- mers nearly matched Evans' age (18) when he won his first Western Amateur title in 1909. And Mrs. Carter, trudging faithfully in the galleries, may well have felt her maternal bosom rapturously expand. Her slight son, unruffled by high winds, undismayed by sodden turf, continued ticking off pars, eliminated Rolfe, then Fred Lamprecht (intercollegiate champion). In the final, the Cummings-conqucring Martin had Carter in hand for 18 holes, no more. Three down as he munched his lunch, Carter recovered with a rush, won the title...
...Hawks: J. A. Drexel Biddle, poloist; J. Harry Alexander, President of the Turf and Field Club; W. Hayward Drayton, of the Stock Exchange; Worthington Davis, sometime Harvard footballer; Roswel C. Tripp, banker; Franklin T. Mallory, financier, husband of tennis-playing Molla Bjurstedt Mallory...
...Open. A snowy ball hung in the air over the second green of the Prestwick golf links, Scotland. From the sea close by, blew what a Scotsman would call "a bit breeze," an American a "stout wind." Truly hit, the ball never wavered. It dropped on the dry, fast turf, leaped toward the hole, disappeared from the view of the thousands of spectators that jostled in the rough and back of the bunkers. Picking his way from the tee, his mashie still in his hand, J. H. Taylor, five times (1894, '95, 1900, '09, '13) British Open Champion, came...
...tangle, clear away from the web; they reached the first turn. Suddenly, out of the pack, reared a riderless steed, flat-eared, plunging; many women screamed shrilly; what had happened became, in a moment, obvious. Four horses had gone down. Four small men in silks lay twisting on the turf while the field swept past them, led home by Baron James A. De Rothschild's La Reine Lumière, 120 to 1, the first filly to win the Grand Prix since 1902. One of the three men was Stephen Donoghue. He had broken his shoulder, escaped death...