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T.n;T Journal Morning Line 2C Sports Briefs 8C Thursday, July 7, 1977 Next Black Manager -it Lewis Won't Be Majors' 'Every black plover who gets to the major leaaues does not want to be a major league manaaer. I have no wishes to manage up there. All I wont to do Mike Globetti is coach in the major leagues again. Journal Sports Writer Johnny Lewis Larry Doby wanrs to manage, 8C Johnny Lewis says baseball need not Let the bats stay wooden, the balls horsehide and the mana-gers white. Johnny Lewis will not become major league baseball's second black manager.

Even if he could. "I got this idea about black managers," says Lewis, manager of the St. Louis Cardinals' Calgary, Alberta, Canada team in the Class A Pioneer League. "Every black player who gets to the major leagues does not want to be a major league manager. I have no wishes to manage up there.

All I want to do is coach in the major leagues again." Lewis straddled the first base coaching box St. Louis the last four years. He was a top lieutenant to Red Schoendienst. When the Cardinals snuffed Schoendienst last season, they also dismissed his staff. After the housecleaning, team owner Gussie Busch made a commendable gesture.

He displaced the Schoen-: dienst regime throughout the "Cardinal minor league system, or found them new jobs. Of the Schoendienst remnants, pitching coach Bob Milliken became minor league pitching instructor. Lewis first was sent to Sarasota, to manage in an abbreviated ger. "Let's not confuse ambition with pride, though," Lewis says. "Although I take a personal delight in development of young players, I take the same pride in winning.

In this organization, the two go hand-in-hand. Look at the players on the St. Louis roster. Up through the ranks of our farm system, most of them." One month into the season, the rookie manager in a rookie league has the Calgary Cardinals perched two games out of first place. The league leader is Medicine Hat.

"We hope to 'block' Medicine Hat, get it?" Lewis quips. "Man, an old Southern boy like me can have a field day with some of the names up here. Medicine Hat, Lethbridge, Great Falls." "Great falls" is what Lewis' career apparently took after last season, as he tumbled from the majors. Not exactly, he maintains. "Sure, baseball has taken on a whole new perspective for me," he says.

"The majors are specialized, while here you must remember you have to teach everything every phase of the game. Pitchers in the majors have come through the minors, gradually learning to throw strikes. When they get to the top, they have control. My kids can't throw strikes yet. In the first five games, we had 50 walks.

Here, we have to teach them to sacrifice velocity for control. And it's tough on a kid mentally, this high school star to average minor league player transition." What about his own transition? "I've got a pennant to win," Lewis says. No loss of enthusiasm there. spring rookie league. Then he was assigned to Calgary.

Now 38, Lewis has been in pro baseball more than half his life. He signed with St. Louis after a tryout at Atmore, Ala. He was 18 then, a five-year veteran shortstop for the Pensacola Seagulls. The trips he made with the Gulls cultured him for later baseball travel.

Even remote Calgary is within the game's realm since Canadian expansion to the majors. "When I was a kid, they used to make me sit outside in the bus while the others hung out in bars," Lewis says of Gull barnstorming. "Ever so often, they'd toss me a soda. Funny, how you remember things like that." Funny also is how you remember the original New York Mets. Lewis went to the Amazins' in their third season.

Twelve years ago, he was monumental in salvaging the then-as-now skeletal Met credibility. He hit a home run in the 10th inning to ruin a no-hitter by Cincinnati's Jim Maloney. He ricocheted around the minors for several seasons, then went to work in the Cardinal front office in promotion and sales, later evaluating talent in the farm system. He says his new job is "a casually as somebody saying "hot" when asked how 100-degree weather grabs them. With the same clarity, he tells you 10 straight pennants are not his goal any more than replacing Vem Rapp as St.

Louis mana I fx v' -r Jack Nicklaus (left) blasts from a sand trap at Turn-berry, Scotland, I Wednesday on his way to a first-round 68 in the British Open. But when the sand had settled, it was fellow Ameri- can John Schroeder I (right) of La Jolla, who was on top. Schroeder holds up four fin- gers to indicate his four-under score of AP Laserpholo Photos "mWlfT Angry Schroeder Fires 66 for British Open Lead i Jumping-Jack Bruce Signs With Pirates 'They tee you off lost and then they forget about you I feel very strongly that all competitors should have an equal chance. We didn't. John Schroeder Scores, 2C By BOB GREEN AP Golf Writer TURNBERRY, Scotland (AP) John Schroeder, the last American on the golf course, leveled a critical blast at British officials Wednesday after his late birdie-birdie finish had staked him to a four-under-par 66 and the first-round lead in the British Open Golf Championship.

"They tee you off last and then they forget about you. I don't think that's right," the angry Schroeder said after his finish in the next-to-last group at 9:15 p.m., local time. "I know all the people want to see the big stars, the glamor names, and that's all right. That's fine. "But I feel very strongly that all competitors should have an equal chance.

We didn't. All the marshals and spotters had gone home. There was no one to help us. "Salvador Balbuena (one of Schroeder's partners) hit one just a little outside the ropes. There was no spotter there and it was a lost ball.

That took some time. One group played through us and instead of being second from last, we were the next to last group. runner-up in two tournaments this season but hasn't won since his lone victory in 1973. He put on his dramatic, go-ahead finish including a 31 on the back nine in something approaching solitude. Most of the sun-drenched gallery of 17,000 had long since departed or were on their horn-honking way when Schroeder swept in front with birdies on the last two holes.

He exploded from a greenside bunker to about two feet and tapped in for birdie-4 on the 17th hole. Then he took the lead alone with a high, soft approach to four feet on the final hole. Martin Foster, a gangling young English club pro who has yet to prove himself, eagled the 17th on his way to a 67 that put him alone in second in this, the oldest of all the world's golf championships. "I'd had that bad hole on 16 (he made bogey) so my caddy and I had a little chat," the 6-foot-4, 25-year-old Foster said in a matter-of-fact fashion. "We decided I needed to make eagle on 17.

So I went out and did it." It lifted him one shot in front of three of the game's biggest guns, mighty Jack Nicklaus, Masters champion Tom Watson and Lee Trevi- See ANGRY, 7C By MIKE GLOBETTI Journal Sports Writer Thaddeus Bruce is a walking advertisement for the little man. At 5-foot-10, Bruce led Tallahassee Leon High School with nine dunks last season. Two 64 starters lagged behind. "He doesn't dunk, he explodes," says Pensacola Junior College coach Rich Daly, who signed Bruce to a grant-in aid Wednesday. Bruce is a human pogc-stick who resembles Darryl Dawkins.

If "This is the Dawk, I wanna talk," is Dawkins' calling card, then "Thad Bruce, good for a deuce" belongs to the new He led Leon scoring with 17 points a game, was the second leading reboun- der with an average of seven, peddled off 138 assists and had over 75 steals. Twice, he had high games of 31 points. "He's quickness-plus," says Daly. "Coach Lawrence (PJC assistant Dave) saw him play five minutes and said no doubt this is the kid to take Russ Saunders' place." Daly likens Bruce to Kent Looney, the University of Alabama's gyrating 5-9 wonder. "Bruce probably has more quickness," the coach says.

"He was considered one of the better high school guards in Florida this year, and he's the quickest guard I've seen in a long time. In fact, he's as good a recruit at the guard position that we've signed since I've been here. He's a five-star player, as high as I rate them." "Then on the 14th, I really got angry. I had to back off my tee shot. "Cars were coming out of a parking lot and whizzing by honking their homs and they were mowing the greens right behind us and there weren't any marshals around to make them stop, to help us.

"I just don't think things like that ought to happen in a major championship and I'm going to talk to the and A (the sponsoring Royal and Ancient Golf Club) about it. I hope they can do something about it. "It just isn't fair to the guys who have to tee off late in the day," said Schroeder, who had a 4:15 p.m. (local time) start. "I was really upset about it, really angry." Schroeder, a decided longshot among his more glamorous American tourists, has been THADDEUS BRUCE nine dunks at Leon Shoemaker Didn 't Forget Lesson He Learned in 1955 Jim Murray ill Gannett News Service LOS ANGELES It was Aug.

31, 1955, and it had been a good year. Ike had gotten us out of Korea, there weren't three people in the country who knew where or what Vietnam was, coffee was a nickel, and the Seattle Slew of that favored year was a tawny chestnut 3-year-old named Swaps. He had come out of the West owned by two cowboys. One looked and talked like Gary Cooper and the other looked as if he had just stepped out of a Remington painting. Rex Ellsworth and Meshach Tenney knew everything there was to know about cow ponies.

They considered thoroughbreds the backward children of the horse family, cases of arrested development, and they didn't let Swaps put on any airs. He did what he was told, and even though he was no good for cutting cows, he had earned for the Ellsworths and Tenneys $418,550 that year which, as the saying goes, ain't hay. Swaps had defeated Nashua soundly in the Kentucky Derby, that year to the accompaniment of much gnashing of teeth on the part of the Eastern Establishment, of which Nashua was a full-fledged, paid-up member, owned by the snooty Bel Air Stud and trained by the legendary Sunny Jim Fitzsimmons. Swaps had returned to California after that, further Infuriating Park, but then owner, along with her father, Ben Lindheimer, of Chicago's Arlington Park, set up a match race for Chicago. Willie Shoemaker, aboard Swaps that afternoon, had won over 1,000 races in the four years he had been riding, but none was a match race.

He didn't know match races' were all over two bounds out of the gate. Eddie Arcaro, aboard Nashua, knew. Arcaro knew everything there was to know about races match races, walkovers, handicaps, maiden races. It had been a long time since a horse had surprised Eddie Arcaro. If Shoemaker had expected a leisurely time at the gate, which you get when they load a field of 10 or more in, he didn't get it that afternoon.

It was a virtual walk-through start. The gate was sprung as soon as the horse stepped in the stall. It was like a one-round knockout. Nashua took off down the track as if he were leaving a forest fire. Swaps lurched dangerously sideways coming out and never fully recovered stride.

Nashua won the race by a widening 6 lengths in a leisurely time of 2:04 and 1-5 while a nation watched on TV. In the stakes'race named after Swaps Sunday, a lot of us put the glasses on the rider in Stall No. 4. Bill Shoemaker, like Arcaro In 1955, has long since learned not to let a race horse or rider surprise him. He had made it clear in conversations with intimates that he considered the $300,000 stake a match race between his horse and Seattle Slew.

The race was over quicker than Swaps-Nashua. "I knew we were beaten by the time we got to the clubhouse turn," Jean Cruguet, the rider aboard Seattle Slew, was to say later. J. 0. Tobin and Shoe won the race as they pleased.

Should someone now arrange a rubber match between the two champions? Seattle Slew beat J. 0. Tobin by 52 lengths in the Preakness. Swaps and Nashua never met after their match race. Swaps went on to set world records at three distances.

Nashua became the second horse to earn over a $1 million. Both are now in the Hall of Fame. I guess the moral of the story Is, don't go looking for horses to beat. And, if I were a trainer, I'd take my rider aside and point over to Bill Shoemaker and make my point tersely: "Do everything he does, exactly as he does It, and at the same time, and never let him out of your sight." Because Bill Shoemaker was only doing what Eddie Arcaro taught him. The hard way.

the racing purists. It was the second year in a row a California runner had gone home and declined the Issue in the Preakness and Belmont, preferring easier 100-granders around Hollywood. Nashua went on to break the track record in the Preakness and win the Belmont by nine lengths, and the Eastern interests smarted further over the Churchill Downs episode. Sports Illustrated magazine, with a little help from your correspondent here, and from Marj Lindheimer, now Marj Everett of Hollywood 1 Mill i fcllfci.