Word: ascots
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...John Harvard." He repeated it several times, enjoying it and becoming increasingly violent in his denunciations of the sexual proclivities and birth defects of his neighbors until the tutor who lived in the entry, a music grad student, made his way cautiously up the steps in bathrobe and-ascot. He may have even intended to say something until he saw the murderous intent in Bell's eyes. Then he slunk away back downstairs, and Bell continued his ravings, which he had stopped only for the time it took to stare the tutor down, for another 25 minutes. The tutor left...
Real sick. But Paco loved it, and laughed every day when he glanced at it right up there next to the UFW eagle. Then he'd go out and put on his ascot and pick up his briefcase and go right back to turning the handle himself...
...only 50,000 souls played the game, braving the clan-ridden handball courts of big-city gyms with their truncated tennis racquets. It was tough going; prying loose playing time on a handball court made getting in to the Royal Enclosure at Ascot seem relatively simple. Still, racquetball aficionados persisted, hooked on the sport's caroming speed...
Remember Nguyen Cao Ky? He of the purple ascot and the praises for Adolf Hitler? The former South Vietnamese Premier, who fled to the U.S. last May, is working the college lecture circuit these days. His standard lecture, delivered last week at the University of Florida, includes a proposal that the U.S. send troops to Viet Nam to protect refugees who want to return home. The students greeted Ky's talk with boos, jeers and a sign that said: OUT OF VIET NAM FOREVER. When it came to question time, the first questioner asked about Ky's rumored...
Britain's Dick Francis was once a champion steeplechase rider; since 1964 he has been booting home thrillers about horse racing. In KNOCKDOWN (Harper & Row; 217 pages; $6.95), his 15th, Francis penetrates the roseate façade of Ascot and Newmarket to examine the seamy, ruthless world of horseflesh peddlers. His laconic hero, Jonah Dereham, an ex-jock turned agent, refuses to play along with a ring of crooked horse traders. A loner, like most of Francis' characters, Dereham learns the hard way that "all's fair in love, war and bloodstock": he is savagely beaten, pitchforked...