"I was going to ask you that," I said.
"I don't know, man. I just paid my $15 and teed off," says Barry.
"How do you stand?"
"O.K., I guess. I just shot 63. Where's a good place to eat?"
In several different languages the press wants to know who Barry Jaeckel is, and he has left in a taxi. I am interviewed. I know the only player in the tournament Dick Severino doesn't know, and he's leading.
Barry Jaeckel, 23. Son of the actor Richard Jaeckel, who used to play the baby-faced kid who got killed a lot in all those war movies. Caddied for Dean Martin, drove his golf cart. Martin sponsors him. Hasn't made the PGA school yet. Over here getting practice. Doesn't know that Walter Hagen and Byron Nelson are the only Americans who ever won the French Open.
It's Sunday, the last round. It must be because there's a cocktail party under some trees. Barry Jaeckel has a caddie, seeing as how he is in contention with some known quantities: Peter Oosterhuis, Brian Barnes, Clive Clark and Roberto Bernardini. Pretty French girls are passing out free cigarettes. They wear brushed jeans that cost eight million dollars in a local boutique. Fred Corcoran and Dick Severino are looking for each other.
Barry Jaeckel finishes birdie-par to tie Clive Clark for the French Open. They go to sudden death and Barry Jaeckel hits an iron six feet from the cup, sinks it for a birdie and wins. Walter Hagen, Byron Nelson and Barry Jaeckel.
" Dean Martin will love that," smiles Barry.
Is he going to the Swiss Open?