nothing shocking about it—we're naked, that's all," sniffed Actress Irene
Papas of a swimming scene in her film, Ecce Homo. Given the context in which
she and her companion are bathing, Miss Papas is right that swimsuits would be
a little fussy. As far as they know they are the last man and last woman alive
Also active on
the non-Olympic swimming scene (though wearing a bathing costume) was France's
Education Minister, Edgar Faure. Faure, now 60, took up the sport at the age of
37 and so enjoys it that a reporter recently found that the best way to
interview him was to climb into the H�tel de Paris pool with him in Monte
Carlo. "Among other agreeable things that people say about me," the
minister confided, "is that I am a good swimmer. Watch me and you will see
if I am." The reporter got to watch for only five laps, after which Faure
announced that he must be off to lunch with his wife, but the reporter had had
time to observe that although his arm movements were a bit stiff the minister's
kick was admirably brisk.
actors continue to invade each other's TV turf. The past few weeks have given
us Floyd Patterson as a homesteader on Wild, Wild West, Sugar Ray Robinson
playing a killer on Mission Impossible and, most recently, Bill Russell on It
Takes a Thief in a role described by one viewer as that of a butler and another
as that of a bodyguard (the compromise would seem to be "valet"). As
for the actors playing athletes, Hugh O'Brian has filmed A Punt, a Pass and a
Prayer for a Hall of Fame football special in November. O'Brian, 43, will play
an aging pro trying to make it back after an injury caused by a kick in the
head. He deserves some credit for having played all of his own game against the
Westchester Bulls (one of the Giants' farm teams) and for the fact that the
head you will see kicked was O'Brian's own.
It is common for
local business firms to shower goodies upon their home teams, and Texas
business firms are certainly no exception. They come across with such tribute
as free silk and turtle-skin boots for the Cowboys and boutique clothes for
Cowboy wives. The Westclox Company's new Timely Play Award is less exotic, but
generous—a clock for every room in the house of the player whom they vote the
week's winner. One recent winner was Linebacker Chuck Howley, who received nine
clocks for his play against the Eagles. The following week it was—Chuck Howley,
who received nine more clocks for his play against the Cardinals. Westclox
allows the winner to trade his clocks in on watches if he so desires. Howley
did, and the proud owner of 25 timepieces (that's all it was at press time)
says he just hopes he is never late to any meetings.
boys beat the entrepreneurs," conceded Cyrus L. McKinnon, general manager
of the Louisville Courier-Journal and Louisville Times. He and McKay Reed Jr.,
general agent for John Hancock, were playing tennis against Louisville bank
president Maurice Johnson and the country's No. 1 banker, William McChesney
Martin Jr., head of the Federal Reserve Board. Martin is 61 but he neither
drinks nor smokes and has been playing tennis for 40 years. He and Johnson took
their younger opponents in the first three sets but slowed down in the fourth.
Martin called it quits with the score five games to five, announcing, "I've
run out of steam." The steam certainly had not yet run out at the time of
the service photographed at right.
pro football players go through on the field one would think they deserve an
exemption from freak accidents. Not a chance, as two of the Washington Redskins
can attest. Offensive Guard Vince Promuto dislocated his shoulder against the
Eagles, had it set and dislocated it all over again in bed that night while
mentally replaying the game "about 40 times" under the influence of
sodium pentathol. Two days later" Defensive End Carl Kammerer sprained his
back. He was pulling up his socks. "I just can't understand it,"
Kammerer growled. "I go through all this combat and don't get a scratch,
then I'm pulling on a sock and this hits me." He had a speaking engagement
and he kept it, "all hunched up like a mummy," as he says, "and the
next morning I could hardly stand up."
Not long ago
Robin Gabriel, son of the Rams' quarterback Roman Gabriel, hopped it home with
the news that " Johnny Unitas' son goes to my school!" His mother
confined her remarks to "Oh?" and Robin went on to say, "Yeah, I
was playing kick-ball with this kid and told him that my dad was Roman Gabriel,
and he said, 'Sure, and my dad is Johnny Unitas.' "