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GOLF MASTERPIECE

April 04, 1955
April 04, 1955

Table of Contents
April 4, 1955

Events & Discoveries
Spectacle
  • The Masters tournament at Augusta marks the coming of spring and is an annual flowering of golf at its best

Preview
The Wonderful World Of Sport
Motor Sports
Flying
  • It crops up in your engine, says SI's Sunday Pilot, when you realize there's no place to land. Happily, it also affects Viking-minded wives

Sporting Look
  • The knitted sport shirt—launched on the Riviera in 1923 by the Prince of Wales—will be everywhere under the sun this year, shrinkproofed, stretchproofed, ablaze with stripes

Column Of The Week
Boxing
Boating
Horses
Acknowledgments
On To Australia!
Yesterday
19th Hole: The Readers Take Over

GOLF MASTERPIECE

The Masters tournament at Augusta marks the coming of spring and is an annual flowering of golf at its best

A major golf tournament is one of the ranking spectacles in the vast vivarium of sport. Golf has one sizable advantage over most other games: it is played in expansive natural surroundings, a wide-sweeping landscape of rolling green hills and flowering foliage, of tall trees and quiet brooks. Indeed, the rural charms of its setting are one of the main attractions the game has for the five million Americans who play it as well as for the millions who turn up each year at tournaments to trudge happily after their heroes. Each April—this year, from Thursday, April 7, through Sunday, April 10—the event that epitomizes the eye-filling drama of a great tournament, the Masters, takes place over the justly celebrated course of the Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, Ga. Here in color are four pages depicting golf's premier spectacle, followed by a Preview of the Masters by Herbert Warren Wind, with detailed charts of the 18 holes that make up the most beautiful and testing inland course in the country.

This is an article from the April 4, 1955 issue Original Layout

Dutch Harrison (above) holes his final putt at twilight on second day of last year's Masters. On the fourth and final day, the 18th green is invariably banked by a huge horseshoe of spectators (right) straining to watch the crucial shots

Ben Hogan watches while Byron Nelson, winner of the Masters in 1937 and 1942, drives from the 11th tee, which is recessed in a grove of lofty upland pine trees

FOUR PHOTOSMARK KAUFFMAN