Arthur Potter is a wader, diver, gambler. He earns his living wading and diving for golf balls that inefficient golfers plop into water hazards at the Marine & Field Club, Brooklyn. He picks up dollars from unsuspecting golfers passing by, by suggesting that he can drive a certain narrow green nearly 300 yards away. Unsuspecting golfers doubt it. "Betcha," says Gambler Potter. "Betcha," answer unsuspecting, greedy golfers. Potter drives the green.
Potter entered his first major tournament last week, the Long Island Open. Spectators noted the colossal pair of pale grey plus fours in...
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