Word: asse
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...played in the same league that produced All-Pro Dick Butkus, and we played rough and hard. Fundamentals were our watchword; no fancy suburban passing, no exotic option plays, just a hard-nosed ass-kicking running game between the tackles. We played ghetto schools and working-class white schools where the kids still grassed their hair. Our furthers were painters and policemen, and most of us thought of college merely as four more years of football. "I'm lower middle-class just like you are," Coach Hegener would scream at us. "I could make more money coaching in the suburbs...
...pithy along the lines of "go" or "rah." I forget exactly what, since the moment is enveloped in high emotion. I think Frank deserved this encouragement because he had beaten the world--though he could never beat Harvard. Indeed I had countless times watched Doug Hardin '68 whip his ass in H.Y. competition. But Hardin retired to play the cello and now Shorter was free to pursue athletic success, which is what some people consider an Olympic title...
...played football in our neighborhood to prove you were a man, and you played rough. No fancy suburban passing, no wild flea-flicker plays, just a hard-nosed ass-kicking running game between the tackles. Football was always pushed as a way out of our neighborhood. If you hit hard and came to practice every day, you could go to college and not have to work in the steel mills...
...stood. The smile could still be summoned; the handshake could be made to seem firm and confident. But his face was haggard and furrowed, his voice hoarse. He threatened to punch a Cincinnati heckler in the nose, whispered to an especially annoying Nixonite in Battle Creek, Mich., "Kiss my ass." Huffed the astonished youth: "He said a profanity...
...drove back to the Kaufmans'. For awhile the two collaborators stood silently on the front porch, until Kaufman finally said, "John, why do you associate yourself with people like the Lindberghs?" Marquand thought a moment and replied, "George you've got to remember all heroes are horses' asses." Marquand makes fun of Apley's inhibitions and his struggle to fit the grip of Boston tradition and his struggle to fit the grip of Boston tradition and not betray it. Yet all his life Marquand sought roots where family life and tradition would be important. But instead he broke two marriages...