Evening Star Newspaper, December 29, 1929, Page 78

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» THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, DECEMBER 29, 1929. Sir Thomas. Lipton. BY WILLIAM M. BRANCHER. NCE upone®a time, when an immigrant entered America, the first thing he looked around for was a nice spot to open up a banana stand or shoe-em- bellishing emporium, or applied for a Pposition as manicurist on the B. & O. He doesn’t look or apply any more. Now=- adays he sends his card down to the 78 pho- tographers, 46 prize fight chiselers and 88 ship mnews reporters who await his arrival. The card informs the assembled ballyhoo battalion that Senor Chumpski’s presence will be available for interviews and a limited number of photographs between 11 and 11:25 a. m., when the Senor— or the Herr or Signor, as the case may be—has emerged from his tub. Oh, yes! For this is what might be known as the Age of the International Angle. And 1930 promises to be another big year. First of all, there is the matter of Herr Maxie Schmeling, the Hurtful Hamburger who smeared the features of John Risko and the Bruising Basque, Paolino Uzcudun, and this must be attended to with all due excursions and alarums. For, in Herr Max, the chiselers and chumps alike believe they have what is to be' a world’s heavyweight boxing champion. And, considering that Max comes from Ger- many, this is what is commonly called news, with an international angle of 45 degrees. It may take all of 1930 to bring these two heavyweights together, but eventually there must be such a fight. It seems that the world cannot get along without a heavyweight cham- pion, and among the candidates these two stand out like a Poland-China at a B'nai B'rith bar- becue. THERE may be some slight difficulty in ar- !™ ranging the beak-banging between these two, because each has the highest respect for the new currency. Between German marks and Herr Schmeling there is as close a sentimental attachment as between a Scotchman and a half-pound note. Maxie has no idea of giving his services. And even if he had, his manager, Joe Jacobs, would lose no time in disabusing him of the generous notion. Mr. Jacobs has not yet reaped from Schmeling the benefits he expected. But Mr. Jacobs is not only very tenacious, but he holds on. Schmeling’s future appearances in America were for a while tied up by Signor Humbert Fugazy, the enterprising New York entrepre- neur. Signor Fugazy was so fortunate as to have Max’s name on the dotted line, and, while this statz of affairs existed, the millionaires of Madison Square Garden were left the alterna- tive of waiting or hoping. They tried both; neither plan worked, so they bought out Fugazy at a neat but not gaudy figure. Now all is in readiness for Herr Schmeling to fight for Madison Square Garden, except that Herr Max is just as likely as not to fight for somebody else. Philadelphia and Atlantic City promoters offered the Hamburger $250,000 for his presence against some stumbler in the Atlantic City Auditorium. And the Hamburger likes the sound. So does Mr. Jacobs. This part of the international angle remains to be ironed out. Perhaps before it has all been set- tled finally, Mr. Mellon will have to be called in and asked hew much spinach he has lying around. The possibility of holding the Sharkey- Schmeling fight in Florida, after Max has sat- isfied the Philadelphia people, seems not une likely. The tourists down there proved they would stand and pay for anything, even Shar- key and Stribling. They certainly would shell out handsomely for Sharkey and Schmeling. Schmeling, of course, is looked upon as the biggeést of the big shots in boxing, but he is ‘only one little piece of the international angle. Pugilism throughout is shot full of odd-sound- ing. names—and some of the people who own them are odd, too—such as Victorio Campolo, Primo Carnera (the Powerful Panatela), Kid Chocolate, Eugene Huat and Young Zazzarino, just to mention a few. The year of 1930 is bringing to you all the Mussolinis and muscle-men of Europe- and South America. Then, too, there is Phil Scott, the British landlord, who, even though of the traditionally horizontal family of heavyweights, has to be considered part of the international angle. _ In fact, it begins to appear that good old Mayficwer names like McCarthy and McGilli- cuddy have left only the World Series to fall back upon as an indication that Pilgrim su- premacy has not vanished from the earth. During 1930 there will be international polo, international yachting, plenty of international golf and tennis, and, if you must, international wrcstling. Tennis players who have met him and expc:ls who have watched him call Karel Never Before Has the Athletic Horizon Been So Cluttered Up by Foreign Stars A fter American Championships or Dough and Anxious to Make the World Safe for the Schmelings, Campolos, W etherds. Herr Max Schmeling, German boxer. Kozeluh, the Czechoslovakian professional cham- pion, the greatest net man o the day. As yet, though, professional tennis remains a putout at first base. In golf and tennis, not only do the stars of the Old World come over, but our own bright- est young men go across for the British and French events.. The French have as yet be- come no threat in golf, but perhaps it is just as well they do not go in for it when you con- sider the success they achieved in tennis. Bill Tilden probably will tell you himself that he won the national singles championship in 1928 largely because there were no Frenchmen lurking about the courts. It seems that, in tennis at least, as many million FPrenchmen as you care to mention can't ever be wrong. 'HERE is little doubt that Henri Cochet is -7 the grealest amateur tennis player in the world today. That might be changed to read “greatest player in the world” but for the fact that there is a Czech who may be even greater. But here the woeful fact is faced that the Czech, Karel Kozeluh, accepts checks for his services and thus is barred from meeting Cochet here or any other place. If an open tournament in tennis could be arranged to bring together the great amateur and professional stars such as Cochet, Kozeluh, Borotra, Brugnon, La Coste, Tilden, Lott and the ladies, Helen Wills and Suzanne, there would be a concrete way of deciding the cham- plonship. But this seems to be farthest from the minds of the U. S§. L. T. A. and the other tennis-governing bodies. The very possibility of a stirring final match between Cochet and Kozeluh would be one of the greatest things for tennis that ever occurred. But let us not be wasteful of words. In woman's golf there is an international an- gle which the United States seems unable to flatten. The big part of the angle is Miss Joyce Wethered, the British wonder. For the fifth time, Miss Glenna Collett, our very best golfer, is going to Great Britain in May to try to win the British open. If Miss Wethered plays, Glenna probably won't. The fact secems to be that Miss Collett can beat any golfer in the world except Miss Wethered. The year 1930 also holds delightful possibility of Miss Wethered’s coming to the United States to show one and all how golf should be played. The possibility of her being beaten at this stage looks to be remote. BRITISH golfers who played in the amateur at Pebble Beach this year, led by Cyril Tolley, may return in 1930. They must be taken seri- ously, of course, as anybody with a set of golf clubs and some balls to hit has possibilities. But this phase of the international invasion will not go very far. One great reason is Bobby Jones. Other reasons are a few defending golfers who play nearly as well as Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones himself was defeated in the ama- teur this year, and a short time ago there was a rumor %o the effect that he would retire. When the golf season rolls around—for regions not biessed with the sunshine of the South and Pa- cific coast—the world shall see what is what about Mr. Jones’ retirement. It is the personal desire and belief of every follower of golf that Bobby Jones will not retire before the age of 86. The reason for both desire and belief is the same—that Mr. Jones plays golf. Time after time a millionaire from Great Britain, who is also a gentleman, has come to America in the heroic effort to win the Amer- ica’s Cup, which is regarded as the yachting trophy without peer. The same gentleman, Sir Thomas Lipton, is coming again in 1930 to see what he can do about it. Four American yachts will vie for the honor of representing America against the Shamrock V, which is the Lipton challenger. During July and August a series of contests will be staged. The international series, to be decided by the best four out of seven races, will be started off Sandy Hook beginning September 13. The Lipton invasion is one which a great many yachting devotees regard with kindly eyes. Sir Thomas is old and he has spent for- tunes in pursuit of this goal of his, America’s Cup. Always he has seen his colors go down in defeat, and has returned to try again. If a popular vote were taken and the contest decided Germany's track star, Dr. Otto Pelizer., by the wish of the majority, Sir Thomas would lug back that precious receptable when hg re- turned to Britain. POI.O is to witness an invasion by the Brit- ish, too. The English will send a team to try to win the historic Westchester Cup, with about as much chance of winning as a cowboy has of riding from here to Bombay on the back of a centipede. 4 Three times have the British tried to win that award, and each time have been repelled. The Hurlingham Club, which has charge of the ar- rangements in England, has named as captain of the challenging team Capt. Charles H. Tre- mayne, who never has engaged in international competition. The British team will be found to have a rating of 30 goals, while the defend- ing American team, led by Tommy Hitchcock,’ Jr., has a 35-goal rating. ‘Wrestling offers the same international angle that prevails in boxing and needs only some lucky and wise promoter to realize a nice profit. Gus Sonnenberg remains champion by virtue of his defeats of Strangler Lewis, in so far as a great many people are concerned. New York, Pennsylvania and a flock of other States, however, do not seem to know who Mr. Sonnenberg is, and have acclaimed as champion of champions Dick Shikat, burly German. Eventually the two may be brought together. Forecasting about foot ball for 1930 would be & polite but empty gesture. Every Friday dur- ing the 1929 season the experts have been wont to make the same gesture about the Saturday game. If you can't tell a day ahead who is likely to win, how can you reveal anything of lasting importance about the subject a year in advance? (Copyright, 1929.) Expert Milk-Can Sfinning;‘ 'REWS working on the various milk trains of the country become so expert in the hane ling of filled cans of milk that the cans are often rolled 20 or 30 feet from man to man, without losing their balance and tipping over on their sides with a resultant spill. * - The usual procedure is for one member of the crew to stand in one end of a car, with a second man at the door. The others, with the milk station employes, are stretched out in a line to wherever the cans are awaiting the loading. The starter takes a can, lips it on one edge until it is balanced and then sends it spinning toward the next man, maybe 2 feet away and maybe 20 feet. This man, without even stopping it, seizes it and gives it a fresh whirl, and so on until the man at the door catches it on the roll and diverts it to the last man waiting in the car, who places it in position. It is remarkable how quickly a few men can load a car of milk by this mcthod, with only very rare instances when a can gets away and spills. Welcome Game Preserves. IN spite of closed seasons, bag limits and other means of preserving the wild life of the country, the Nation’s supply of wild fowl is getting every year smaller. The opening of the hunting sport to thousands of men through the automobile, has, of course, had much to do with the declining numbers of birds, but decreased acreage of water and marsh land is playing an equally important part. The passage of the game refuge bill will be a long step toward the rapid decimation of the flocks of birds, but much is yet to be done in making effective the game preserves provided in the bill. At present, there are 82 refuges set aside by the Federal Government, but much work must be done in getting them into active working order.

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