updated 07/16/1979 AT 01:00 AM EDT

originally published 07/16/1979 AT 01:00 AM EDT

Bob Borland is nobody to mess with: He has been a national junior judo champion in his weight for seven years, and he's only 17. The handsome 6'1", 174-lb. teenager has won 185 titles and trophies, taking his first at age 10 after only eight months of coaching. "That is unheard-of," marvels Irwin Cohen, his mentor and a member of the 1972 U.S. Olympic judo team. With backing from his father, owner of a printing company in Chicago, and his mother, who has become his unofficial manager, Bob competes around the world. Last year he broke an AAU record by taking a gold medal in all four national junior and high school championships, and in June received his black belt (second degree) after defeating both the Hawaiian and Japanese national champions. Slated to enter Northern Illinois University at De Kalb in September, he is pointing toward the 1980 Olympics trials. Ironically, one man standing in his way is his coach. Cohen concedes that his pupil is good, "but he'll have to beat me, and Bob can't do that yet." Borland has been training five to seven hours a day this summer, and even Cohen, 27, doubts that he'll still be able to handle his protégé by 1984.

Betty Carey, 25, often begins work around midnight and sometimes doesn't quit for 30 hours. She is a professional poker player—"by far the best woman in the world," according to Doyle Brunson, twice winner of the World Series of Poker. "She's as cool as Denver ice water," says Doyle. "She gives everyone she plays fits." That includes "Amarillo Slim" Preston, another World Series winner (and an avowed chauvinist), who recently dropped $50,000 to Betty in a winner-take-all game of "Freeze Out." Born in Cody, Wyo., where her mother runs an auto repair shop, Carey dropped out of Texas' San Jacinto College when her math and psychology courses began paying off at the poker table. She figures it costs "about $30,000 to learn the game," and did her own graduate work (financed by a secret backer) at $6-limit stud games in Nevada casinos. "Men think I'm timid so they try to bluff me a lot," notes Carey. Males sometimes turn into sore losers, but she shrugs, "I don't care what anybody thinks as long as I bring home the cash." Although she won't divulge her exact winnings ("The IRS never thinks you can lose"), Carey is far enough ahead to indulge in horseback riding and maintain pads in both Houston and Las Vegas. "Poker can wear you down," she admits. So don't call her at either place before noon.

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