EASY VICTORY

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 102, 21 July 1927, Page 9

EASY VICTORY

FINAL OF BRITISH AMATEUR DETAILS BY MAIL (.Special to THE SIX.) LONDON, June 2. Tweddell beat Eustace Landale at Hoylake on Saturday by seven holes up and six to play, and so becomes Amateur Champion. It was rather a depressing end. That cannot be denied, for the unfortunate Landale had one of those mornings on which nothing* can go right. The ball must be hit, and he could not hit it, and so he became eight down and all was virtually over. He showed that he was made of brave stuff by playing far better after luncheon, never ceasing for a moment to try to get one hole back, but when all is said it was not a match but a funeral procession. Tweddell has played the best golf in this championship, and lie played yet again the same powerful, precise, machine-like game. He took plenty of trouble, but never lapsed into the painful slowness of the earlier days, with the result that his golf was a true pleasure to watch. As an example of his thoroughness may be mentioned the fact that, although he was eight up, he went out to practise pitch shots after luncheon. There is a quality of greatness about such painstaking, and it brings its reward. Tweddell’s name is a very proper one to be added to the list of his illustrious predecessors. He is a worthy champion. DOG-FIGHTING TOUCH

Before the match began the general opinion was, I think, this—that if both parties played their respective games, then Tweddell would win, and that with something to spare, because he was the better golfer. If, on the other hand, both played below their form and the game developed into a dogfight, then Landale’s good putting and his ability to merge from a rough-and-tumble might pull him through. In view of this prophecy the play at the first two holes was of particular interest, because it seemed to constitute an ideal beginning from Landale’s point of view. Both men were in the rough, to the left, from the tee. Landale was well in; Tweddell was oply just in. Landale topped his second hard on the head, and had to play two more. Pie then played a beauty, right home to the green. Tweddell played a weak second, and was bunkered under the top, played a weak shot out, and was very short with his approach putt. Result. Landale won the hole in a typical dogfighting manner. At the second hole he jumped the bunker with his second, whereas Tweddell, with a better shot, got into a horrid place, just off the green. Landale was stone dead in three and seemed almost sure to be two up, when Tweddell holed out a very fine putt for the half. From that point there was no more dog-fighting about Tweddell’s golf. He settled clown to his regular and rhythmical game.