London Tennis Championships at Queen's Club, traditional prelude to Wimbledon, were won by Australia's little left-hander, Ken Rosewall, and that hardy U.S. perennial, Louise Brough of Beverly Hills, Calif.
Jack Fleck, an unassuming Iowan, entered his name on the indelible tablets of sport by firing a clutch birdie 3 on the 72nd hole, tying Ben Hogan for the U.S. Open medal score and then beating the great Texan in an 18-hole play-off.
Squaw Valley, the handsome new resort in California's High Sierras, was chosen (over Innsbruck, Austria) as the site of the 1960 winter Olympics; and Rome, Italy (despite a Detroit offer to pay traveling expenses of athletes from all over the world) as the scene of the 1960 Olympic Games.
Coming from behind after three and a half miles, Yale's varsity crew nipped Harvard by five seconds on the Thames at New London in their 103-year-old four-mile classic, and in so doing gave the Bulldog its first three-race sweep since 1935.
Millionaire Brewer Gus Busch denied, in no uncertain terms, rumors that he proposes to sell the St. Louis Cardinals: "This is the lousiest, dirtiest, meanest thing that has ever happened to me. We're not going to sell that team this year, or next, or the one after that. My God, I'd sell the brewery before I'd sell the Cards."
Babe Didrikson Zaharias halted her golfing comeback for a session at St. Mary's Infirmary, Galveston, Texas—the Babe, apparently well recovered from her 1953 cancer operation, ruptured a spinal disc pushing a car out of heavy sand during a fishing trip to Port Aransas, Texas, a few weeks ago.