Red-haired Maurice McLoughlin was obviously a "comet." Sad, sly little Henri Cochet, with rings under his eyes, is a "wizard." Tilden, tall, thin, dramatic, made an almost funnypaper contrast with William Johnston, short, thin, efficient: they were "Big Bill" and "Little Bill." Last week the galleries at Wimbledon, after watching some tennis as great as Wimbledon ever saw, felt around for a nickname for its exponent, a lanky, lazy-looking California boy who had come over to play in his first "world championship."
He, 20-year-old Ellsworth Vines Jr. of Pasadena, got ready for Wimbledon...
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