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Today's television highlights: NBC 2:00 p.m. Baseball: Oakland at New York 2: 15 p.m. Baseball: Tigers at Chicago CBS 4:00 p.m. Golf: Canadian Open WKBD 8:30 p.m. Express Soccer: Detroit at Memphis Saturday, June 21, 1980 the scoreboard The complete sports rundown.

Page 4. SPORTS PEOPLE HORSE RACING TELEVISION DETROIT FREE PRESS COMICS COLLEGIANS DOMINATE U-M 'leads9 Amateur mm i ir I rfi 8Sy SCOI0e H2 Puscas By JACK SAYLOR Free Press Sports Writer CHARLEVOIX It was beginning to look a lot like the NCAA tournament in the Michigan Amateur golf championship Friday and it still threatens to be a University of Michigan showdown as former champion John Morse of Marshall led a foursome into the semi-finals at Belvedere Golf Club. Danny Hughes, a 26-year-old insurance man from Saginaw, and Grand Rapids steel broker Greg Alksnis, the old man of the field at 31, broke the monopoly of Joe College on this 69th championship to join Morse and his U-M teammate, Steve Maddalena of Jackson, in Saturday morning's 18-hole semifinals. By Friday afternoon, six of the eight quarterfinalists were college players, including the 1-2-3 players on the 1980 Wolverine team. MORSE, A 22-YEAR-OLD JUNIOR who won the Big Ten title this year, disposed of one other Maize Blue player, Dave Fardig of Ann Arbor, 2 and 1, and rates as the prohibitive favorite.

Maddalena, No. 3 man behind Fardig on the U-M varsity, would love a shot at Morse in the finals, but says he's "playing one match at a time." "I've got as good a chance as anyone," the lanky junior said after edging Brion Carlson of Saginaw and TCU, 1-up. "J.M. (Morse) has nipped me the last five times we've gone at it close, but he's beat me. It's been like this all year." To set up a Blue-tinged finale, Maddalena must first get by Hughes, while Morse must fend off the dogged Alksnis, a Blythefield Country Club member, who has won four straight See AMATEUR, Page 2D.

a.v r-ff if? UPI Pholo Another ISicMaus signs in autographs wherever he goes, Steve isn't used to such star treatment. He signed only a few Friday before hurrying off. Today's story is on Page 2D. U.S. Open champion Jack Nicklaus has a new part-time caddy at the Canadian Open it's his son, Steve.

But while Jack is accustomed to signing I Fight's worth $27 million, but taxpayers still get stuck MONTREAL It is an interesting study in civics, economics and like matters, that whenever government gets involved in sports, the people wind up paying. You never hear, for instance, of taxes being reduced because a ton of money was made through a publicly owned sports facility. We have examples at home in the Pontiac Silverdome, now in its sixth year of operation but still unable to pay all its bills, and the new Joe Louis Arena, which figures to be a lifetime burden on the tax rolls. Canadians have their own problems. It's difficult to feel sorry for them because they keep asking for another whack.

They built a magnificent sports complex here for the 1976 Olympic Games. Theft and overcharges were so heavy the debt came to about $1.2 billion, requiring the government periodically to sell off bullion. As if that were not a penetrating lesson, the Canadians did it to themselves one more time with the Sugar Ray Leonard-Roberto Duran welterweight championship bout here Friday night! Plenty of vacancies at $300 per The Olympics Installations Board (OIB) bought the fight for $4.1 million, becoming promoter of the live fight at its stadium. As fight time neared late Friday, it appeared to be a great success for Bob Arum and Don King the American fight sharpies who owned the television rights but another financial bomb for Montreal. Despite the heaviest pre-f ight hype of recent years, only 35,000 tickets had been sold by noon Friday.

The OIB said it needed at least 45,000 to break even, but at the moment, it was more than $1.5 million shy. All the top seats at $500 each had been sold, and so had the cheapies at $20. Largely untouched were thousands of $300 and $200 tickets. Olympic Stadium can seat 77,269 for a fight, and in the early stages, the OIB was talking of a sellout. Just a few hours before the fight, they were not halfway there.

They talked of a late rush for tickets, but rain dampened that prospect. A canopy had been hung over the ring to save the action for more than 500,000 expected to see the fight on closed circuit television in the U.S. and elsewhere. Those hands of stone One of world's real tough guys, Duran proud he fights like animal By MILTON R1CHMAN UPI Sports Editor MONTREAL (UPI) So called "tough guys" have never impressed me too much. Mostly because their toughness more often than not turns out to be mere veneer, a tissue-thin cover-up for some basic insecurity.

I can't begin to count the times I've seen so many of these hard-rock individuals disintegrate into sugar-coated cotton candy when their artificial facade came crumbling down under severe stress. Some of the best fist fighers I've ever watched men like Joe Louis, Rocky Marciano, Muhammad Ali, Sugar Ray Robinson, Henry Armstrong and Barney Ross weren't "tough guys" at all. Not in the generally accepted sense, anyway. For the most part, they were gentle souls. ROBERTO DURAN comes from an entirely different mold.

His animalistic ferocity impresses me as genuine and real, a go in some other business." SUGAR RAY Leonard, on the other hand, is much more genteel. He also is a product of his environment, which was far more tranquil than Duran's. And entering the ring to defend his world welterweight title Friday night, he planned to rely chiefly on his quickness and boxing proficiency rather than brute force. Those are the assets that got him this far, and it isn't good sense to change your style in a fight like this one. That would be playing right into Duran's hands of stone.

Duran is like Jack Lambert, the Pittsburgh Steelers' unconquerable linebacker. You can hit him with a railroad tie, a lead pipe or whatever else you can lay your hands on and he still keeps coming. To Duran, this meeting with Leonard was more of a holy crusade than a prize fight. Leonard essentially was fighting for the money, anywhere between $6 and $8 million, making it the greatest single pay night in the history of sports. product of his early boyhood in the back alleys of Chorillo where he prowled the slums of that city in Panama, stealing, scavenging and surviving by his wits and his fists.

In Duran's case the old environment sticks out all over him. He does have elements of softness and sensitivity, but basically he's assertive, domineering and combative. When you have that kind of nature, plus the physical ability to back it up, you have all the ingredients of a real tough guy. Talking on this subject recently, Duran sought to make a distinction, saying he was only that way in the ring and not outside it. But the longer he talked the more he seemed to be trying to convince himself, not his audience.

He never tried to deny he fought like a wild animal in the ring. If anything, he's proud of the fact and seems to equate animalism with being a professional fighter. "I don't come to dance, make faces or talk a lot," he practically growls. "I come to fight. If I didn't do that, I would It is odd, and no justice at all, that a fight which figured to gross some $27 million (estimates run as high as $40 million) would have the taxpayers here as the only losers and dipping deep again to pay the bill.

I only mention that to caution you where Lord Coleman, landlord of Detroit's sports team, is concerned. He would like to make our town the boxing capital of the world, and Travail turned Farmer into a bullpen ace By BRIAN BRAGG Free Press Sports Writer CHICAGO Sometimes the fires of adversity will produce a heap of molten slag or ash. Sometimes, applied to sterner stuff, the flames will have an opposite effect. Ed Farmer took the heat and came out tempered steel. The rawboned righthanded reliever of the Chicago White Sox has become, amazing as it may seem, one of the very best bullpen specialists in baseball.

His statistics cannot be denied, even by those who recall when he was just another mediocrity filling out the 24th or 25th spot on the roster in cities like Cleveland and' Detroit and Philadelphia and Baltimore and Roberto Duran Ilk fXiSk Milwaukee. Within the last 12 months, Ed Farmer has become a very hot property, indeed. Since Jast July 3, when he was installed as a reliever by the Chicago White Sox, the 6-foot-5 Illinois native has hung up 28 saves and 10 victories. Going into Friday night's contest here between the Tigers and Sox, he was leading the American League's relief rolls with a 5-1 record and 14 saves for 1980. It didn't come easily, though.

The 30-year-old pitcher has been through some very hard times that might have broken a lesser man. Free Press Photo by AL KAMUDA that would be nice. But you want to make sure it happens with money from guys who stand to make the money. Of course, there is a lot of money around. You put on a show anywhere and it's amazing how much dough jumps out of shoeboxes and coffee cans.

More than 3,000 Panamanians are here to cheer countryman Roberto Duran. The ones I've seen and talked to do not seem especially prosperous, not so they could afford such a trip. But they are here, including a collection of paupers who remain beach pals of Duran from his youth. Duran picked up their tickets and expenses for some, and they arrived wondering about Sugar Ray Leonard. "Is he good?" one asked at the stadium door as we awaited the noon weigh-in of the fighters.

"None of us ever see Sugar Ray." You'll see more than you want tonight, I told him. "Duran can't be beat," he says. "He never get tired, he never stop. He will win." Duran9 camp regrets the re! I asked him if he ever heard of Tommy Hearns. He knew all about Hearns, who strangely is better recognized on the West Coast than the East.

"Ooooo, Tommy Hearns," says the Panamanian. "He hit to kill a horse but maybe a bull, too." He would not want to see the day when Duran, known as a bull, would fight Hearns. For the record, both fighters scaled safely under the, 147-pound welterweight limit. Duran, first on the scales, was 145.3 pounds. After Roberto departed, Sugar Ray was brought in and weighed at 144.9.

As for the squabbling over Carlos Padilla as the' referee for the fight, Duran's manager, Carlos Eleta, made a strong point. Padilla, a Filipino, has a known dislike for infighting. He moves quickly to break the action whenever fighters close in on each other. This figured to hurt Duran, whose intention was to get inside under Leonard's longer reach and pound the champion's belly. Former lAons say goodby to one of their own and Gil Mains.

At top right is Yale Lary (head bowed) and Bobby Layne (hand to his face). The pallbearers (left, front to back) are former Lion Jug Girard, Dr. John Britt and Russ Beaver, and at right (front to back) Dan Sopoliga, Bruce Kirchner and Bob West. Burial will be in Cincinnati. His friends and former teammates attended services Friday for former Detroit Lions' running back Bob (Hunchy) Hoernschemeyer, who died Tuesday night at 54.

Attending services at St. Paul Catholic Church in Grosse Pointe were (standing left, front to back) former Lions Sonny Gandee, Bob Miller, Dome Dibble Now in his 14th season as a prof es- Ed Farmer sional, he has finally learned his trade. "I had arm surgery four years ago, and the doctors took a two-inch piece of cartilage out of my right shoulder," Farmer recalls, displaying a huge L-shaped scar on his back. 1 "Until after the operation, I didn't really learn how to pitch. I thank God for giving me the ability to come back from the surgery." WHEN THE TIGERS obtained Farmer from Cleveland on June 15, 1973 (for pitcher Tom Timmerman and infielder Kevin Collins) he was just another hard-throwing youngster who tried to get people out by punching fastballs past them.

"When you don't know how to pitch, you think you have to have your good fastball every day you go out there," Farmer says. "That's the way I was when I was with the Tigers. I'd start to warm up and I wouldn't have a good fastball some days and I just didn't know what to do about it. 1 didn't know I could get a batter out without overpowering him." See FARMER, Page 3D '( i -fir The Thundcrboals are coming! The mighty thunderboats invade Detroit next week in preparation for the Spirit of Detroit Regatta next Sunday, June 29. To help you and the rest of the expected crowd of 500,000 (the largest sports crowd in Detroit this year) belter understand the events of the week, the Sunday Free Press sports section will include a two-page guide to the course, the hydroplanes and their drivers, written by special writer BeMTuschak and staff writer Mike Duffy.

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