Amphibious

Arthur Potter is a wader, diver, gambler. He earns his living wading and diving for golf balls that inefficient golfers plop into water hazards at the Marine & Field Club, Brooklyn. He picks up dollars from unsuspecting golfers passing by, by suggesting that he can drive a certain narrow green nearly 300 yards away. Unsuspecting golfers doubt it. "Betcha," says Gambler Potter. "Betcha," answer unsuspecting, greedy golfers. Potter drives the green.

Potter entered his first major tournament last week, the Long Island Open. Spectators noted the colossal pair of pale grey plus fours in which his nether portions were encased. When the first 18 was over, Potter had scored 67, five under par, record breaking for the difficult No. 4 course at Salisbury Country Club. He drove a 310-yard green.

He scored 76, next round, then a woeful 84, finished with an 80, tied for sixth place. Sarazen won the tournament by eleven strokes with 290. Potter retired to his water hazards. Experts are on the watch for his next tournament. He is only 22.