Just before the first match in the Davis Cup finals between Germany and the U. S., a clumsy waiter delighted the crowd in Roland Garros Stadium. Paris, last week. He fell over some chairs in the grandstand, noisily spilled a tray of orangeade. The crowd, largely composed of Parisian Germans and Parisian Frenchmen who wanted Germany to win because it might make it easier for France in the challenge round, was delighted also by the next thing that happened. Baron Gottfried von Cramm, a handsome stocky young...
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