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Trevino kidded his cute wife Claudia by whooping at all of the Argentinian girls and shouting, "If I ever come back here, honey, you're out."
"You're impossible," Claudia said.
Stockton agreed. Dave personally awarded Trevino the "Idiot of the Year" title for leaving his best golf clubs at home, the clubs with which he had just finished third in the Alcan in Ireland, second in the World Match Play at Went-worth, second in the Kaiser (losing to Ken Still in a playoff) and second in the Dunlop International in Australia.
Trevino laughed and hollered all the way across the tearoom of the Alvear Palace Hotel. "You're right, I'm crazy. I blew my clubs and then gave Devlin that putter he's holing everything with. I'm winning it for Australia."
This was at the three-quarter mark, after Devlin had shot 66-69-66 and David Graham, a wiry, 24-year-old newcomer, had shot 65-67-65, all which gave Australia a record 19-stroke lead on the field. They were 34 under par, which was several fairways better than even Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus had done at their best as a U.S. team in the past. Graham looked so good on Saturday, when he shot 65 (with a ball out of bounds), that Tony Jacklin said, "He made me feel like a 24-handicapper."
Graham was playing with a special incentive. Only a couple of weeks earlier he had failed by a single stroke to qualify for the U.S. tour in the PGA school, which meant that it would be back to the Far East and British tours again, or the French Open he had won, with only occasional glimpses of those globs of American cash.
"David is quite a player," said Devlin one day. "He has confidence and a sound game and he's going to make it. Playing well here will help him a lot."
A friendly, nattily dressed young fellow, Graham reminded some of an early-day Gary Player, particularly when he paced around and took a cut at the ball. Fiercely competitive, like Player, he took an aggressive swing onto the Jockey Club course. He drove long for a small guy, like Jacklin, and putted like God.