Brown buried his own and Scotland's chances when he pulled his drive on the tough par-4 fourth hole into some rough and trees on the left. Then, trying to reach the green with a wood out of the tall grass, he hooked once again, this time into a ditch. He needed six strokes to hole out and when his playing partner, Panton, double-bogeyed the par-3 fifth hole, the Scots were out of the race for good.
Ireland and Spain went out together as the last foursome in the wake of a blazing streak of golf by Gary Player that carried the young South African to the turn in 32, four under par, and threatened to bring his country the team title until it burnt itself out in the trees and sand-traps on the back nine. Ireland led Spain by 10 strokes in the team scoring after nine holes had been played, and Bradshaw, approaching superbly as usual, had built up a three-stroke lead over Angel Miguel in their own match for the individual trophy.
Angel, at 29, is the oldest of the two golfing brothers by a year. He and Sebastian have won a vast assortment of Portuguese and Spanish championships, but had never done well in the three previous Canada Cup matches at which they teamed together. They look like twins, with identical thin, dark faces and flat, slender physiques. Angel is the better golfer of the two, being a straighter and more accurate hitter. On the back nine he began to play at the top of his game and got a stroke back from round Harry with a birdie on the 11th hole and another with a long putt on the 12th. They matched cards through the 17th, but on the 18th Bradshaw, not keenly aware that the team match had already been won and that the individual prize could be his, came out of the rough short of the green and took a bogey. He had scored a 34-36, 70 for the round while Angel had gone 37-33, 70. They were tied at 286 and an individual playoff was forced. Ireland, however, had won the important honor. Their team total of 579 was three strokes better than Spain's and five ahead of South Africa.
The playoff, with a vast Sunday afternoon throng racing for position after every hole had been played, produced two great golf shots and three excellent putts. On the first hole Bradshaw had hit his second shot over the green and a weak chip had left him with a tricky, downhill six-foot putt for his half. He holed it. On the second, the 561-yard par 5, Miguel hit a wood second shot that came boring up toward the green, faded just a trifle and skipped directly for the trap on the right side of the green. It appeared for a moment as if it would end there, but it suddenly popped out the other side and came to rest on the green 55 feet short of the hole. This faced Bradshaw with the necessity of getting down in 2 from 80 yards off the green where his approach had left him. He did just that. Crank, crank, crank, unwind and Bradshaw had punched a wedge shot that hit on the front part of the green and ran right at the pin, way at the back, until it had stopped three inches away. This put so much pressure on the Spaniard that his first putt was weak and he had to hole out a five-footer and the half.
This dramatic overtime ended on the par-3 third hole when Angel putted into the cup from off the apron for his second consecutive birdie. Both tee shots had been aided by striking into the spectators who were jammed around the green, but the crowd that surged forward to lift Miguel to its shoulders didn't care how it had been done. They carried him off the green to cries of "toreador, toreador." Angel, a farmboy who is rumored to have learned his golf by pitching potatoes into a basket with a hoe, had played 12 straight holes of magnificent golf. Five birdies, and no hole played in more than four strokes. He should have been given two ears and a tail at least.