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crazy goli BY ALEC DUNCAN The most peculiar golfer I ever knew was J. Blathwark Matthews. Matthews was noted for two things: his uncanny ability to shatter all amateur records with scores rang- ing from 45 to 60 for cighteen holes; and his absolute refusal to play any course but his own pri- rate one in Pennsylvania. The course was in itself peculiar; evi- dently high costs had forced Mat- thews to make it one of short holes and narrow fairways. A person who knew the course might in theory reach the green on every drive. Now the odd thing about this Matthews was that he almost inva- riably reached the green, which was just as invariably hidden from view of the tee, and nobody could figure out how he did it. Impelled by pro- fessional curiosity, I hied me to the Matthews course for a game with the maestro. Everything went on whedule. Matthews made a terrific drive on every hole, usually hooked, and always out of sight in- to the empyrian. Yet his ball would always be nestling near or on the green. But on the last hole something snusual happened. The ball was nowhere to be seen. Incredulous for a moment, Matthews started off into the trees and bushes looking for the ball, while I proceeded to hole out. When he did not return | followed into the trees and began to search for him, when I suddenly teard voices and stopped. Ahead of me I could just make out Mat- thews waving a club menacingly at a small colored caddy, who qua- vered: “Gee, Boss, I put ‘em on all the other greens, but cross my heart and hope to die, I jus’ didn’t have 10 more balls left for this che!” MOLE-HOLE Charles Haas, H. B. Charles and Harry McKinley were playing the final match of a Labor Day Tour- nament some years ago. Off the fairway about one hundred yards from the par five seventeenth hole kere two mounds of clay. Mr. Haas landed his second shot between these two mounds in such a way that he couldn't hit it for the green Every month Alec Duncan will oward doren Silver Kings, America's premier golf bolls, to each of the writers whose descriptions of crazy golf shots appear on this page. OF course, all letters he property of THE JUDGE. ort 885 date and the name and location of the course, THE JUDGE FOR DECEMBER ~and he needed a win on the sev- enteenth to clinch the match. Suddenly a mole shot out of a hole in one of the mounds, struck the ball and knocked it far enough into the fairway that Mr. Haas had a good shot for the green, won the hole, the match and trophy. James B. Flenniken, Piusburgh, Pa. LUCKY BLAST One day a Les Vander- grif 15-foot putt stopped at the very edge of the cup. He wasn't even well started on a volley of forceful epithets when a rock quarry not far from the course set off a blast that jarred the ball into the cup. Les denies any prearrangement with the quarry boss. C. C. Battershell, Cleveland, Ohio. A GOOD HEEL I was playing out at the Westmoreland Course with a cou- ple of friends one afternoon when one of them hit his tee shot at the green 225 yards distant. Two play- ers were just holing out. The ball struck the heel of the player shoot- ing, bounced sharply toward the hole 10 feet away and rolled in. T. W. McCabe, Madison, Wis. balmy bridge BY GEORGE COFFIN My dear, drag up a chair for me. Here, you take my hand and sit right in the game. I have dealt you some smart cards: What do you bid? Sure! Two hearts. Isn't it a pip? West on your left passes and your partner says 3. East passes and now what do you say? Looks like slam at least, ch what? Well, no point in rushing the bidding. Take it easy. You say 39? Fine. Give your part- ner a chance to show his stuff. West passes and your partner says 4. East passed, and what do you say now? Did I hear 69? Don't blame you, so would I. All pass and no grand slam bid? Perhaps it's just as well, if your partner has no ace. Dummy a 642 53 @986 & KQ1058 The McCoy? But what are you going to do about your losing @? You'll lose the dA anyway. Park your @ on a @& in dummy? Swell, but what if the #A hides on the first lead of clubs? Can't get into dummy with a pickaxe to get your @ discard on a good club. Oh, you thought of that? Good! Yes Sir! Sam O'Connell of Holyoke, Mass., New England bridge champion, made 6@ in a tournament. So can you if you play like Sammy, and you can, Try it. Well, pretty good so far. You've taken the @A and @ AKQJ to draw four trumps from East who was holding out on you. And now you take the @K and lead the &2 to dummy’s #10? That'll make ‘em squirm. The 10 wins! You're down to this: Dummy as o98 bh KQS You, Declarer @ 109 @AKS oe) What do you lead from dummy now? Before I tell you, you tell me! The @6? Right, and you Both East and West and Here's hoping that the adversary with the de has no spades left. Now what do you play? Did I hear the @ AK? And, oh boy! Did you see that? East played the @Q on your second @ trick. West led spades original- ly, and if he held 5 of them, East held 3 to start and has none left. Also, East has no diamonds left, and you took all his hearts. Your playing is simply grand. You've stripped East down to 3 clubs, and you have left Dummy &KQS5 You, Declarer 9 10 o> aj Now comes the final conp. If East holds that dA among his 3 clubs, 6@ is in the bag. See, what did I tell you? East took your &J with his de, and he’s leading a ds. Goodbye to your dead @. Easy, isn’t it? (Continued on page 32) IF YOU COULD READ HIS MAIL YOU'D KNOW.. They All Want LEKTRLITES ‘OU must have heard about Lektrolite Cigarette Lighters. The smart world from New York to Hollywood will light its cigarett with nothing else. Lektrolit. flameless. You hold your cigarette to a tiny funnel cup...you puff and you're smoking. 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