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March 01, 1965
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March 01, 1965


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That was the reason for the parade, at the end of which he was given a stopwatch, which should come in handy. Wurster serves as his own coach.


No one knows exactly why Hungary's Laszlo Papp, the European middleweight champion, winner of three consecutive Olympic gold medals and loser of only seven out of 300 amateur fights, was given permission to turn professional in the first place. Some have suggested that it was believed he did not have much boxing left in him and was therefore expected to do badly in professional ranks. The image of a beaten Papp would serve as a reminder to the young that venturing into a capitalistic version of the sport was an ideological error. But Papp, fighting in Germany, France, Italy, Austria and Spain, and never at home, amassed a small fortune. He lives in a beautiful bungalow on the side of Liberty Hill (yes, Liberty Hill) in the posh residential section of Budapest. Gyula Torok, who won the flyweight gold medal for Hungary in Rome, has been trying to turn professional ever since. Permission denied. Polish boxers have also made the try without success.

Two months ago Testnevelesi Tanacs, Hungary's governing sports body, demanded that Papp announce his retirement and join the ailing Hungarian national team as adviser. Instead, he went to Vienna and began negotiations for more professional fights. Thereupon the demand became something like a strict order.

Ah, but no one had reckoned with the National Bank of Hungary, which stepped into the fray and pointed out the undisputed value of the foreign currency that Papp has earned and would continue to earn as a pro. Ideology or no, Papp will continue to fight professionally at least until the end of this year.


The North Carolina quail-hunting season closed a couple of weeks ago, but this did not mean a vacation for S. A. White's four pointers and a setter. The day after the season's end they were hard at work again. White, a Mebane furniture man, uses one or another of them to pull his golf cart, to which he has rigged a special harness. He regards it as good exercise for the dogs and good command training, too.

"I have one signal, 'Whoa,' " he explained. "If I hit a shot off into the woods I just tell the dog 'Whoa,' and he stays there until I find the ball." He has no intention of enlarging his kennel to include, perhaps, a Labrador retriever (for water holes), a bloodhound (for woods and rough) or a St. Bernard (19th hole).

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