For four years Amy Alcott has endured Tantalus-like torture.
Tantalus, you may recall, was the mythical Greek king tormented by
fruit that he could never eat, though it dangled in front of him.
Whenever he reached for it, it moved away. For Alcott, the fruit
of 21 years of labor has been equally elusive: a 30th victory that
would put her in the LPGA Hall of Fame.
Last week at the Ping-Welch's Championship in Tucson, Alcott came
close to ending her 47-month winless drought. You could almost
hear her knocking on those Hall of Fame doors when after 36 holes
she trailed Dottie Mochrie by one stroke. On Saturday, Alcott's
chances seemed gone with the 45-mph winds when she bogeyed five of
the first 12 holes. But, reminding herself to ``put the peg in the
ground and go,'' Alcott birdied the last four holes to stay two
strokes behind Mochrie.
However Mochrie is one person you don't want in front of you on
Sunday. Overcoming shoulder and back injuries, a cold, and
blisters on her feet, Mochrie pulled away from the pack with a 68
and a 10-under-par win. Alcott came in with a 73, finishing tied
for fifth, seven strokes back. Still, Alcott will keep on moving
or, as the old pro would say, put the peg in the ground and just