At St. Louis last month, with the Professional Golfers' Association championship in his grasp, Ben Hogan found the grind just about too hard to take. "I want to die an old man, not a young one," he told reporters. Every golfer in the big timea businesslike gang that lives a life of tense desperation from hole to hole and tourney to tourneyknew just how he felt. The game had changed from the day of the great Walter Hagen, when a pro played in about 15 tournaments a year. Now it is a year-round business, in which only half a dozen...
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