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...runners. Basque terrorists, Syrians, Druze, and Iranian lighters who after all are the scum of the earth? I like Dirty Harry, Rivers doesn't mess around with stupid questions like "who is responsible" or "Is it legal." He gets right down to the good stuff, like now to blow up a terrorist's Renault while he is sticking his head under the hood...
Aside from the narration, which but for the action would be unsalvageable, the worst thing about The Specialist is that it is probably not true. Although Rivers stories about killing a Greek arms dealer, helping, he Iraqi army blow up Iranian shipping, and carrying out missions to stop the shelling of the Marines in Lebanon are plausible, someone in such a dangerous business would not say so specifically exactly what he did and to whom. The kind of detail in this book makes it unbelievable. Anyone could track down and kill the author if the details were anywhere near true...
...here's the deal on Tokyo Woes. A "big strapping fellow" named Mike Halsey suddenly gets it into his head to go to Japan. Why? That's just Mike for you. On the flight over he meets a returning native, "William (call me Bill) Atenabe," who has managed to blow $100,000 betting on U.S. high school basketball games. Before they land, Bill has invited Mike to stay with the Atenabes, whose home sprawls over one-eighth of an acre in Tokyo. Mike is not one for making snap judgments, but the Atenabe clan is certainly unusual. Take Poppa Kobe...
Just as in Harvard's 4-3 comeback over Wheaton just over a week ago, it was freshman Sharon Hayes who delivered the death blow to the visitors. In the Wheaton contest, she smacked a home run in the seventh to win the game, and yesterday she came through under pressure to notch yet another game-winning...
Meanwhile, Georgetown was terrorizing St. John's, for the third straight time, 77-59. As wisps of point-shaving memories blow north from Louisiana, this has been a nostalgic season for college basketball in New York City. The local papers have clutched elfin Coach Lou Carnesecca adoringly to their breast, and more than one national organization has concluded that freckle- faced Guard Chris Mullin is the finest player in the country. He won the John Wooden player-of-the-year award, but it would probably be best if nobody asks UCLA's old coach his opinion. Of 148 sportswriters...