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One thing Tanglewood did even before the excitement and drama of the final round was bring Trevino out of hiding. It was immensely refreshing to have him back laughing and wisecracking instead of complaining. Only a month ago at the British Open, Lee was saying he was tired of golf and sick of not having any privacy.
"Hey," he said at Tanglewood, after his 66, "ain't nothin' like a low round to make you un-tired."
And he said to an old friend, "You know what I'd do if I had the privacy I said I want? After two days I'd go looking for everybody."
When John Schlee, the astrology buff, tied for the first round lead and then held it all by himself after 36 holes, Trevino said, "Everybody out here's got a belief. Schlee believes in the horoscope and Kermit Zarley believes in the Bible, and I believe in making more birdies than bogeys."
Trevino wasn't alone in pumping fun and thrills into the tournament. There was Sam Snead, 32 years older and 25 yards shorter than he was in 1942, when he first won the PGA. Snead, merely 62, went out and shot 69-71-71-68=279 to tie for third—third—with Cole, Green and Dave Hill. And Gary Player added excitement, too, although he did most of it in a single day, Friday, when he scorched Tanglewood with a record-tying 64 despite two bogeys.
In one stretch Player birdied six of seven holes, from the eighth through the 14th, hitting glorious irons into the rain-softened Tanglewood greens. Meanwhile, Player's regular American caddy and the man who carried his clubs through the British Open victory at Lytham, Alfred Dyer, was outside the ropes. As in the U.S. Open, the PGA prohibits regular caddies. Nonetheless, Rabbit, as he is known—or Lord Dyer, Sir Alfred of Rabbit, as he is now styled—marked off the course for Gary and provided him with considerable moral support and constant PR, not that Gary can not handle that himself.
"I didn't play so well this week," said Player, who came in seventh, "although even par wasn't a bad score. Looking back on the four major championships, I can see only nine holes where I actually played poorly, for whatever reason. That was at Winged Foot. Tried too hard, perhaps. I honestly felt I would win the next three after Augusta, and to come as close as I did makes me feel pretty good."
Player thought for a moment, and then he said: "But I'll tell you this. As straight as Trevino was driving this week, no one was going to beat him at Tanglewood. From Saturday on it looked like he thought it was his tournament, and when a good player gets in a mood like that, he's very difficult to beat."
And once again old Super Mex was in that kind of mood. Funny how Nicklaus seems to cause it.