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SCORECARD
Edited by William Oscar Johnson
August 11, 1975
ROZELLE'S RETREAT
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August 11, 1975

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LOST AND FOUND
Lilly and Isa, the two circus elephants that escaped into the dense brush around Hugo, Okla. (SI, Aug. 4), eluding capture for nearly three weeks, are back under the big top. Isa was spotted early last week by 20 year-old Billy Joe Easterwood as she grazed in the Easterwood pasture, about 15 miles from where the sheriff's posse was searching. "She couldn't have gotten here without swimming either Hugo Lake or the Kiamichi River and crossing Highway 70," said Billy Joe's mother. Brad Wells, a high school sophomore, was raking hay when he spotted Lilly three miles east of Hugo Lake two days later. Both animals were brought down with tranquilizer guns and hauled out of the woods in outsize trucks. Said a spokesman for Sheriff James Buchanan, "We're celebrating with a barbecue. Then we'll get back to our main business, which is looking for crooks, not elephants."

EBBING FLOOD

A correspondent on the Spanish island of Majorca sent the following report:

"When the Sixth Fleet used to arrive in Majorca, one of the favorite places for sailors to visit was the Rustic Inn, a 14-stool bar in the center of Palma. The attraction was the bartender, Curt Flood. He had his trophies, newspaper clippings and cover pictures from SPORTS ILLUSTRATED decorating the walls, and he used to recount baseball stories at great length. The Navy still visits the Rustic Inn, but Curt Flood isn't there anymore. About a year ago, he disappeared from the bar and the island, along with the woman he was living with and her teenage son. He took his trophies and his clippings, and left behind some bills. No one knew where he went.

"I was in Andorra recently and I learned he was there. When he first arrived, he was unable to rent an apartment because he was black. He was told by Andorran authorities he could stay in the country if he had funds, but he would not be granted a work permit. Thus, he was unable to do other than menial jobs. For some time he was a carpet layer, living in one cramped room above Nelson's Tavern, a pizzeria owned by a British subject. Now he has moved from that apartment to another, but he still uses Nelson's Tavern as his contact address. In a "rogue's gallery" above the bar which includes photos of 40 regular customers, Flood's picture is the only one with a caption. It reads: 'Super Hermit.' He is generally liked, although everyone comments on his drinking habits.

"He is said to often voice regret that he ever made his sensational stand and walked out of baseball and turned his back on America. He is not very keen on meeting the press. A friend of mine lent him a flat. She invited him to meet me, but because I am from Majorca and because I am a journalist, he declined. He sent the boy instead who just said to tell everyone, 'Curt's fine.' "

BEEREEGEESS!

Robert Trent Jones Jr. recently concluded negotiations to build a striking new golf course for the government of—hold onto your party card, comrade—the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics.

The course is to be located on the wooded banks of the Moscow River about 15 miles from Red Square. Jones was in Moscow early this summer, and presented a set of golf clubs to the mayor, Vladimir Promyslov, who had never seen such weapons of capitalist recreation before. One man who had, however, was Vladimir Kuznetsov, a former Soviet foreign service officer and now a translator. He had learned the game while stationed at the U.S.S.R.'s Malaysia mission.

"Kuznetsov had a great sense of humor," says Jones. "He told us that golf was not an ideological game, but a sport for the people—especially for himself. When we gave the mayor a copy of the USGA book of rules, Kuznetsov leaned over to me and whispered, 'You know us Russians. We'll change the rules the way we want.' "

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