The crowd pressed close around the first tee at Los Angeles' Riviera Country Club. A bare-kneed emcee in kilts and tarn strode forward. "Ladies and gentlemen," he announced, "this is the greatest event in the history of the Los Angeles Open, but I have been requested by Mr. Ben Hogan to introduce him and say nothing else. On the teeBen Hogan."
To the gallery at the Riviera, once known as Hogan's Alley, there was little more that needed to be said. Everybody remembered Ben's auto crash last February, how he lay for weeks after that in an El Paso hospital, his pelvis,...
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