Sport: Sam & the Little Man

On a golf course Samuel Jackson Snead, 37, professes to be afraid of three things: lightning, a downhill putt and Ben Hogan. Last week, as he slouched on to the first tee in the playoff of the $15,000 Los Angeles Open, there was' no lightning—just fog and Ben Hogan.

Sam won the toss, stepped up to the ball and swung. The ball whistled down the middle of the mist-shrouded fairway and disappeared from view. Sam pursed his lips, blinked his grey, button-bright eyes and was satisfied. Then bantam Ben Hogan, the little man who had come back to haunt him, stepped forward....