Word: billiards
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...would admire any athlete with rhythm and coordination. Several matadors did not even move their feet as the bull charged the cape; they merely pulled the cape aside, arched their bodies, and let the bull brush past. Finally, the matador lines up his sword as he would a billiard cue and goes in for the climax. According to how the crowd reacts to his performance, the matador is allowed to retain one bull's ear, both ears, or both ears and the tail. As he struts around the ring acknowledging the appreciation of the spectators, he tosses these articles...
...ever a professional so dominated his field as to deserve the misused term "genius," that man was Billiard Master Willie Hoppe. A touring prodigy at nine, Willie deserted straight rail billiards in his early teens as too simple a game: at 13 he made a consecutive run of 2,000. At 18 he won his first world championship at the more difficult game of 18.1 balkline.* Since then he has consistently held the world's best players at bay. Age has not noticeably withered Willie's wizard touch with a cue. Now a silver-haired 65, he holds...
Last week, long since a living legend, Willie racked up his tournament cue for good. His "retirement" from competition will be spent in playing exhibitions for the Brunswick-Balke-Collender Co., the billiard and bowling equipment manufacturer that has sponsored Willie for 45 years. Although tournament players can now breathe more easily, Willie will doubtless go on dominating exhibition play. The old rocking chair that will finally get him away from the billiard table has probably not yet been built...
...which, by lines drawn 18 in. from the rails, the billiard table is marked off into nine zones. From a given zone, at least one of the two object balls must be driven by the cue ball on each shot...
...attempting to provide Sentiment, Warner Brothers has re-made this child in the image of a Margaret O'Brien. She lisps heavily, rolls her eyes like billiard balls, and weeps her way through the most agonizing mandlin of bedroom scenes. It becomes impossible to identify with her as a human being, and the problem of conflict becomes as unreal...