Not long ago, the nation's most prominent amateur golfer and one of the game's leading professionals played a friendly round at Washington's Burning Tree Club. Professional Sam Snead was awed into unaccustomed silence by all the folderol that accompanied the game ("All them cops, and you know what they got in their golf bags? Tommy guns!"). Although he noted some bad kinks in his partner's performance, he offered no advice. Coming up to the 18th tee, though, Snead could no longer keep silent. "Mind if I tell you one thing?" he asked. His partner...
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