NO ACADEMIC HAMSTRINGS
Houston McTear, co-holder of the hand-timed 100-yard-dash world record of 9.0, is showing some foot in the classrooms of Santa Monica ( Calif.) City College. Not only did he pass Afro-Dance during his first academic year, but he earned an A for track, which somehow seems justified.
THE LONGEST MATCH
Last year, Bill Austin, tennis pro at the Club Continental in Orange Park, Fla., broke his neck in a car wreck, and doctors thought his walking days might be over, not to mention his tennis days. This month, Bill Austin, 35, played tennis for 103 hours, 23 minutes, eclipsing the former world record by more than three hours.
Club members paid $10 an hour to provide the continuing competition (proceeds went to the American Cancer Society) and to savor the joy of beating their own pro—sometimes. Austin's record for the 1,835 games was 1,236 wins, 599 losses. Under the rules, he was entitled to a five-minute break each hour.
Is so much tennis fun? Says Austin, "Not at all. I certainly don't advise anyone to do it."
The people who run the Atlanta International Raceway have decided to try an experiment. For their Dixie 500 on Nov. 6, there will be a special section for non-drinkers. The idea came from fan response to a questionnaire: many expressed disgust with high-spirited fellow spectators.
Bobby Batson of Atlanta International says, "Race fans can get pretty obnoxious if they've been drinking all day." Atlanta newspaper columnist Lewis Grizzard suggests that tipplers detected in the no-booze zone have their Confederate flags burned and be declared ineligible for the Cale Yarborough look-alike contest after the race.
Bob Hope, spokesman for the Atlanta Braves, was reminded that he once got a suggestion that the Braves should "divide the stadium into two sides—one for the decent people and one for the indecent folks."