Satisfaction with the revival of the Coronation Cup found more expression than discussion of the style and outcome of the match itself, however. In the marquee, the explosions of champagne corks punctuated perhaps the only dissenting chatter about the event. That came from Michael Butler, a man who had made more than a few charges on the goalposts at his father's polo compound in Oak Brook, Ill. before he made his more historic assault on Broadway with Hair. "The polo I loved," Butler said, but then his mouth drooped in alignment with his Mandarin mustache. "The promotion was garbage. We had a hit show in the wrong theater. Where are we—nearly three hours of driving from London? Properly handled, the match could have pulled in 10,000 people."
The son of Paul Butler, a four-goal player in his prime whose Oak Brook operation has long been the heart of the game in the U.S., Michael Butler is now looking for a good location in California to revive the sport in the States. "Polo is too good a game to be kept in a tight little circle of people," he went on. "It has danger, excitement, speed, contact and a lot of sex in it, too. Look at all these lovely birds here. The game's been drawing audiences for 2,000 years. I know I can promote it. I may be a zero-goal player, but I'm not a zero-goal producer."