Word: botherations
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...inning shut-out against the Cardinals was not included in his record of 46. It began two weeks later in St. Louis when he pitched the last three innings of a game that caused St. Louis' famed Third Baseman Pepper Martin to remark: "They shouldn't bother to put the home plate down when that guy is working." Stringy, taciturn, a contradiction of the baseball superstition that left-handed pitchers are mentally erratic, it took Pitcher Hubbell a long time to start working at all. Detroit scouts discovered him pitching for a minor league team in Oklahoma...
...Able Lawyer Raber dug into old newspaper files, searched police records, tapped wires, persuaded timid witnesses to tell the grand jury all they knew. First fruits of these efforts were last week's indictments against cleaners & dyers, laundry owners, their union cohorts and counselors. Prosecutor Raber did not bother with the little underworldlings but went straight to the top to nab presidents of trade associations and union "business agents" who give the orders for violence...
...film actress that she has become one, kept her 220-yd. backstroke championship in a fraction of a second less than her own world's record of 2 min. 57.8 sec. Minnowy little Katherine Rawls of Fort Lauderdale, Fla.-without Georgia Coleman, who turned professional last year, to bother her-ran off with the loft. spring board diving title, 132.44 points to Dorothy Poynton's 123.64. Less freckled than she was a year ago but just as versatile, Minnow Rawls broke her own world's record in the 300-meter medley championship, barely missed regaining...
...jagged coast of Maine toward Eastport, Franklin Roosevelt last week piloted his 45-ft. Amberjack II on the sportiest, saltiest vacation the country had ever watched its President take. He dressed in old flannel trousers and a grey sweater under oil skins. He did not bother too much about shaving. Sun and spray tanned his face, widened his grin. He smacked over codfish balls, baked beans, brown bread. And even the crustiest old Down Easterners had to admit that he was a crackerjack seaman under full sail...
Composed almost entirely of double entendres, the sadly cruel little narratives in Without Music all convey an attitude of fatigued scorn, like that of the Parisians in "Mr. Jones's Night Off" who "didn't even bother to look up when he ranted at them...