Stubborn, high-strung Ted Schroeder, ex-Navy flyer and onetime U.S. singles champion (in 1942), never could sleep soundly the night before a big tennis match. Sometimes he got out of bed in disgust and ate a 4 a.m. breakfast. Last week, the hot, humid weather in Melbourne was no help. And it was no help either that he was the unexpected dark-horse choice to help Jack Kramer (TIME, Dec. 30) win the Davis Cup back from the Australians.
When the Kramer-Schroeder team was announced, Melbourne papers gleefully predicted that Walter Pate, the bright-eyed little Wall...
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