sportswriters are my friends, but I'd never dream of doing a thing like that.
I've always thought—and I guess it's been the bad thing in my sports
career—that I tried not to kill anybody real bad. I never wanted to get beat,
yet I never wanted to beat the youngsters or anybody who wanted to be in the
game. If I'd beat them 9 and 7, it might kill their spirits and they might say,
'I'll give up the game.'
one person I played, I beat her so bad, she never played golf again. She could
have been a very good golfer."
"Babe shot a
29 at her," Zaharias said.
occasions," she told him. "Then I'd go in there after that and try not
to beat them quite so bad.
one time," she specified, "I think it was a Western Open. I had this
girl five down in the first five holes. She said, 'Babe, you got me beat
already. Why don't you help me on my game?' So I helped her and got her
swinging a little bit and I had to go 20 holes to beat her.
"Well, I got
beat a couple of times doing that—you lose your concentration—so I made up my
mind thereafter that I would have no leniency."
She tossed her
confidence that I'm going to get well," she said, "and I don't feel as
though it's only for myself. I feel as though it's for those people who are
interested enough to write me and encourage me. When I went back and played and
worked so hard after my cancer operation in '53, I hoped I would encourage
other cancer patients that they weren't through or physically handicapped, and
I still hope I'll be able to prove it; that if you have the wish or sufficient
desire, you'll be able to come out of it."
She was getting
drowsy. When Zaharias noticed his wife's voice was beginning to weaken he
brought her a sedative and water.
Babe took it,
self-consciously. "I've never been a pill-taker," she explained,
"but these are nonnarcotic. You should see all the stuff they've got in
there for me to take."