Her name was Claire Valentine, and she bravely took the soft jabs about her golfing inability. The panel zeroed in on the secret pretty quick, with Bill Cullen more or less guessing it. Garry Moore then diagrammed Mrs. Valentine's fun and games on the first hole.
The historians would call this "presentist." But I have to wonder if such (gentle) ridicule of a woman's golf game could make it to TV nowadays. Feminism is practically a state religion, so a similar segment today would have to center on a man's futility at golf. Just to complete the picture, Betsy Palmer coaxed Mrs. Valentine (a 1960s designation to begin with) to confess that her husband got her to take up golf in the first place.
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