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Madden is able to let the audience know it too. His commentary is a whir of windmilling arms and an exuberant bark of POW!, WHAM! and ZAP! as the linemen collide. The fans have come to recognize the All-Madden players by their grimier shirts and more human qualities. They know Madden favors real grass over artificial turf and mud over dirt. From last Thanksgiving's broadcast: "That's kind of the way the game should be played. I mean -- Thanksgiving Day, the fireplace, the turkey, football players out there playing in the snow. Wet, mud, stuff like that...
...critical standard, Fatal Attraction is no masterpiece. The plot has holes you could drive Beth's station wagon through. (How does Alex get Ellen out of school? Why didn't the family dog bark when Alex breaks into the Gallagher house? Why can't Dan hear the final struggle a floor above him, and why does the bathroom tile floor leak water?) The threat to Ellen's pet rabbit can be smelled three reels away from payoff; that hare is high. Lyne's visual style, with its grab bag of slick thrills and cheap tricks, is clever but unoriginal -- hack...
Once again, Yale's Lady Bulldog soccer team has demonstrated that it has more bark than bite...
Squirrels raid the chestnuts, chew the metal signs on the trunks, now and then attack the bark, but they are merely scolded with affection. Earlier this year a pair of mallards dropped in on the grounds and got amorous in the swimming pool. Then some wood ducks decided to raise their young ones in the crotch of a huge ginkgo (Ginkgo biloba) down on the South Lawn, led them to frolic in the fountain, then sent them off to the wilds with a quack...
...south of the school along Depot Street in Greenfield, Iowa (pop. 1,800 and dwindling), rusty screen doors would slam, assorted mongrels would bark melancholy farewells, bicycle chains would strain and rattle. The great morning migration was under way. Jack and Richard would roll out on the level street, and maybe Gilbert would glide over from the next block with his longhorn handlebars and mud flaps. The caravan would pick up speed and conviviality as the wind opened eyes and mouths. Wayne, Eddie and Jimmy might fall in line just west of the town square, and by the time...