When Ed Butterworth, assistant professor of communications at Brigham Young University, decided to give up golf 12 years ago he was shooting around 100. Last spring Ed's children discovered his old clubs in the attic, and Ed was moved to instruct them in the basics of grip, stance and so on. And, in due course, the golf bug bit him again. In the months that followed he found himself, to his astonishment, shooting in the low 80s.
The improvement was a puzzle until he finally worked out a theory:
?He has become nearsighted. Peering over the bottoms of his bifocals helps keep his head down.
?Plastic surgery left him with a touchy right foot. He gets off it fast, transferring weight from right to left quickly.
?After an appendectomy, permanent stitches were left in his right side. The side is tender, and to protect it Ed keeps his right elbow in close.
?He has developed a touch of arthritis in his left elbow, and it hurts when he bends it.
?In his early golfing days he went hatless. Now he wears a Sam Snead hat over his thinning pate. "That gives me confidence," he says.
So swiftly did Bob Hayes, the Olympic sprint champion, make the transition from track man to professional football player that in just two weeks he won all awards available to the Dallas Cowboys. First he took the Outstanding Play Award (for a 45-yard, screen-pass touchdown). That earned him a month's supply of milk and a set of matched luggage. Next his teammates gave him the ball for two touchdowns against Washington. That also netted him $100 worth of clothing. And he was named outstanding offensive player for September, thus winning the Golden Helmet Award presented by Coca-Cola.
His acceptance speeches for all these honors could get him an Academy Award. He has been fracturing Cowboy Club luncheon audiences every Tuesday. When asked if Johnny Sample, Washington defensive back and a notorious chatterbox, had said anything to him, Hayes replied, "No, but the first couple times I tried to block him he slapped me on the helmet. Then I hit him in the jaw, and he didn't give me no more trouble." Whereupon he remembered that Sample had indeed said something.