Instead of getting themselves into the mood for their own TV show, sports buff Bennett Cerf and his fellow What's-My-Liners Dorothy Kilgallen and Arlene Francis, along with a clutch of directors and technicians, were all clustered around a studio guard's TV set watching the New York Mets round into their 20th inning against the Giants. And even when Line went on the air, Bennett was so worked up he couldn't forget the ball game. "I've just been watching the most fantastic baseball game ever," he told the nation's televiewers as he rushed panting before the cameras. "The Mets are in the 20th inning of a tied game, and it's still going on." The result, in the New York area anyway, was a quick strike-out for What's My Line? As a few hundred thousand fans reached over to change channels, Line's Neilsen rating dropped .3 points.
"My dearest cyclists," said His Holiness Pope Paul VI, "we are grateful for your visit which reminds us of our childhood, when we also followed with enthusiasm every stage of the Giro d'Italia." When the pontiff finished his special blessing, a hundred or more shorts-clad competitors in the 47th running of Italy's most famous bike race chanted: "Long live the sporting Pope!"
Who's the best skin diver in all Cuba? Who's the best ping-pong player? Who's the best golfer? Who's the best everything? If any Cuban is still too stupid to know the answer, he can get a broad hint from the brand-new posters (right) just set up at Havana University's stadium.
Pouring into the bluegrass hunt country around Middleburg, Va. came a herd of cowboys from the cattle country to compete in a quarter horse jamboree, complete with cutting, barrel racing and steer roping. But it was no grizzled rodeo performer from the West who made the hunt set's eyes pop in the barrel race. With chaps flying, Joanie du Pont, the pretty wife of millionaire Victor du Pont, whipped around the barrel-studded course a full second faster than any other competitor.
June 14, 1964
"Nasser wants to see me, and they've got big things lined up for me in Cairo. It's more important than Nigeria," said tactful Heavyweight Champion Muhammad Ali, trying to cut short his visit to Africa's most populous nation. Nigeria's Kid Bassey, former world featherweight champion, gripped his chair. "Nigeria is the biggest country in Africa," explained Bassey. "Well," continued Cassius stiffening, "isn't Egypt the powerfullest country with all them rockets and their big army and their dams?" "Mr. Muhammad," replied Bassey, holding his temper, "you are a champion. You are supposed to keep your promises, and if you leave us now you'll mess everything up." "Nobody tells me what to do or when to do it but me," exploded The Mouth as he flew off to the United Arab Republic, undiplomatically ducking a soccer game, several banquets and the Miss Nigeria beauty contest.
For a whole sun-drenched day Governor John Connally of Texas and Governor Terry Sanford of North Carolina tossed and pitched on the choppy waters off Cape Hatteras, N.C. to no avail. They were both competing in the International Blue Marlin Tournament. But, as Connally moaned, "We didn't see a one." Toward sunset the governors managed to haul in four dolphins, but—in a marlin tournament—that's like winning a Republican primary in the South.
While the cameras were grinding on the set of Marriage Italian Style, seductive Sophia Loren pretended she was a prostitute—but that was only make-believe. As soon as the cameras stopped, she darted over to a table surrounded by technicians, cameramen and Roman stagehands and pretended to be a poker player—and that was for real. In one fast session of penny ante before the cameras started grinding again, Sophia took the boys for 1,000 lire ($1.60).
Athletic Owner Charles O. Finley said he was going to move his team out of Kansas City. The powers that be in the American League said he wasn't. So, stuck with a backyard—or rather a center field—he doesn't much like, Charlie is now planning to brighten it up with a nice big monument to Connie Mack. "The statue will be movable," explained the flexible Finley, "to prevent its interfering with professional football seating arrangements." But those who know him suspect there may be another reason.
While he was being tried in Tennessee for fixing juries, Teamster President James Hoffa kept fit with daily push-ups in a nearby gym. Now he is in Chicago being tried for fraud and there is no gym handy. The result is showing. The Teamster boss has put on 10 pounds.