Hurrying onto the first tee of the posh Bloomfield Hills (Mich.) Country Club course at 6 a.m. one morning last week, efficient George Romney quickly put down three balls (the quickest way to get in 18 holes of golf is to play three balls around six). Then, sizing up the distant (160 yards) hole through the misty dawn, whomped them—one, two, three—down the fairway. Through some gubernatorial oversight, two of the drives merely landed on the green. The third clonked obediently into the cup, but, alas, no one was around to witness Republican Romney's second hole in one in five years and thus make it official.
This is an article from the May 25, 1964 issue
"It was the worst experience of my life," said Lawrence of Arabia's old buddy, Sheik Ali ibn el Karish, as he turned up at New York's Americana Hotel, dressed with Hollywood casualness (below), to take part in the world bridge tournament. The sheik, who in real life is Screen Star Omar Sharif, was bemoaning with a cardplayer's passion the wasted days and nights he had spent in Araby with Peter O'Toole, Alec Guinness, Anthony Quinn and the rest of the cast of Lawrence. "There we were," said Omar bitterly, "stranded in the desert for 18 months and not a single one of them played bridge."
"Senator," said Louisiana Congressman Hale Boggs, indicating a heavyset man of 50-odd at a political banquet, "this is Andy Pilney." "Well," exclaimed Florida's George Smathers, onetime safety man for the championship Miami High School Stingarees, turning to shake hands, "I've always wanted to meet the man that threw two touchdown passes over my head 33 years ago." His memory prodded a little, the passing wizard who went on to star for Notre Dame and coach at Tulane finally admitted that his unbeaten Harrison Tech High team did have "a pass pattern in which our right end ran a shallow route over the middle while our left end delayed and ran deep." But, he added apologetically, "no one ever told me Senator Smathers was the Miami safety man."
Now that the hockey season is over, Canada's No. 1 fan doesn't have much to keep him busy except following baseball and tennis, playing a little golf, doing some fishing and, oh yes, governing Canada. A varsity man at the University of Toronto in hockey, lacrosse, baseball and football, an Oxford blue in hockey and lacrosse, a onetime Olympian and a former semipro baseball star, 67-year-old Prime Minister Lester Pearson stayed true to form and caught himself "a beauty of more than five pounds" while bass fishing at Harrington Lake last week. He may be the closest thing to Frank Merriwell that international politics will ever see.
Actor Don Murray got the rebound and passed out to TV Star Gardner McKay, who threw to the teen-agers' Pat Boone, who dribbled downcourt. Then Scott Miller raced in for the screen play, Boone shot, the ball hit the rim, and Philosopher Rafer Johnson tipped it into the basket. That is how the Sinners, the hottest basketball team in the Los Angeles Recreation Department, won the studio league title. In an earlier game against a team of real pros, the Sinners fared less happily. "Man," said one Sinner, still wincing at the memory, "the last time we met the Rams in a charity game Joe Scibelli kneed me and I was out three weeks."
The winner was the Marquess of Queensberry, but he wasn't fighting according to his ancestor's rules. As a professor of ceramics at London's Royal College of Art, the 34-year-old peer was competing in a design contest for a prize offered by the Duke of Edinburgh and won it with a set of cut glass. And if his bombastic old forebear was spinning in his grave at the time, who cares? The 12th Marquess says he prefers judo to boxing anyway.
While Gary Player hits little white balls all over the world, his older brother Ian, chief warden of the Umfolozi Game Reserve in Zululand, chases white rhinoceroses all over South Africa. Touring the U.S. to promote the movie Rhino, nongolfer Ian explained their different occupations. "It's my father's fault, really. When I was a boy my father liked to fish and hunt, so that's what I was interested in. Ten years later, when Gary was a boy, Father had taken up golf."
Minding the store for Proprietor Charles de Gaulle is a pretty nervous business. So when it was all over and the boss was back on the job, France's pro-tem ruler Georges Pompidou retreated to the suburbs to play a relaxing game of boules with Hollywood visitors Jean Seberg, Romain Gary and Anatole Litvak while Mme. Pompidou watched from a helicopter.