Except for possible knee damage, there is little similarity between Joe Na-math, 37, and New York Gov. Hugh Carey, 61. But the game guv wore Number 12 (Joe’s old Jets number) on a jersey emblazoned NAMATH in an Albany touch football skirmish. The 12 Carey kids gave Dad the shirt years ago, suggesting there was a “passing” resemblance in his style to Broadway Joe. When reporters challenged his staff, Carey dug out the jersey to “intimidate” his foes. It didn’t work. Carey and his cohorts were clobbered, 18-6.
The Wonder Women
After winning her 100th professional tournament, the Lynda Carter/Maybelline Tennis Classic in Deer Creek, Fla., Chris Evert-Lloyd didn’t need a lift, but she got one anyway from her hostess and old buddy. Eight months ago Chris, Wonder Woman and their husbands dreamed up the $100,000 tourney, sponsored by the cosmetics company. Lynda, a proficient weekend player, took part in this year’s event—but as a coach, not a competitor. She conducted a makeup class for the players, with tips on eyelines instead of baselines. Among her pupils: 15-year-old Andrea Jaeger (the other finalist) and Renee Richards.
The Jones girls
Returning from a trip to the Orient, Marjorie Jones, mother of disco singer Grace (I Need a Man) Jones, caught her daughter’s stage act for the first time. Seated in the mostly male, largely gay Saturday night audience at the Beacon Theater in Manhattan, she watched Grace perform her S&M-tinged disco routine, lashing whips and yanking onlookers’ hair. “Mom loved it,” said Grace with a grateful hug. Then Mrs. Jones fled home to Syracuse. Her husband is a clergyman, and Marjorie teaches Sunday school.
Carly in sympathy
Carly Simon and writer Jacob Brackman go way back—to 1967, when they were camp counselors in Massachusetts. He was teaching creative writing and she guitar. Later they collaborated on such early Simon hits as Haven’t Got Time for the Pain and That’s the Way I Always Heard It Should Be. They are still providing mutual aid, though now in adversity. Carly is subdued since her recent onstage collapse (“from exhaustion”) before 3,700 in Pittsburgh. And Brackman’s latest film, Times Square, which he wrote and co-produced, was generally trashed by critics. But at the Manhattan premiere party, the two friends put the best face on it—and nobody does it better.
Teresa in Rome
No ordinary pilgrim was treading the timeworn cobbles near St. Peter’s in Rome but India’s “sidewalk saint,” Mother Teresa. The 1979 Nobel Peace Prize winner had been invited to the Vatican by Pope John Paul II to observe the Synod of Bishops and discuss family issues. The 70-year-old nun also spoke publicly to 25,000 at a “Missionary Day” gathering in Bergamo, where she reiterated the firm opposition to abortion that she shares with the Pontiff. “Love,” she explained, “means giving until you reach sacrifice.”
Bobbins on a toot
Tom Robbins’ new book, Still Life with Woodpecker, is a love story that takes place largely within a pack of Camels—such is the power of his fantasy. The novel has been number one on the paperback best-seller list since September, though the author has yet to make a single TV appearance. But Robbins, 44, has been attracting notice, and not just by blowing his “corn horn,” the banana-shaped, ocarina-like instrument he wears around his neck. At one San Francisco book-signing session he drew 300 fans and spoke at length with many of them. Between appearances, Robbins is expanding his horn repertoire. “I’m trying to learn the Close Encounters theme,” he quips, “so I can call in a spaceship.”