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Much of a man's appreciation of sport is grounded in nostalgia, the indelible memory of this fine athlete, that superb event. From 1960 the connoisseur has the Olympics, Arnold Palmer, the Pittsburgh Pirates (see following pages). And he has Floyd Patterson, shyly exultant as he watches Ingemar Johansson balance uneasily on one knee after the first knockdown in their heavyweight championship fight. Seconds later Ingo was flat on his back, unconscious, and Floyd was champion of the world

Americans who had never seen a ski race were enthralled as Germany's Heidi Biebl outraced Penny Pitou in ladies' downhill at Winter Olympics.

Arnold Palmer joyously flings his golf visor to the sky after shooting a 65 on the last round to win the U.S. Open. Earlier he won the Masters tourney.

The moment of the year in baseball came at precisely 3:35 p.m., October 13, when Bill Mazeroski of the Pittsburgh Pirates (hatless and almost lost in the chaos) hit home run that won World Series.

Their epic decathlon completed, Olympic Champion Rafer Johnson (left) wearily comforts runner-up Chuan Kwang Yang from Nationalist China.

Lithe Wilma Rudolph of the U.S., the glamour girl of the Games, wins the first of her three gold medals (100 meters, 200 meters, 400-meter relay).

At the Olympics in Rome the superb Glenn Davis leads welcome one-two-three American sweep as he retains his 400-meter-hurdle championship.

With all Rome serving as a majestic backdrop, a spectacularly beautiful display of night fireworks marks the closing of the 1960 Olympic Games.