Word: bow
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...ratings for the All-Star game were up 9% this year, and it's no wonder. CAL RIPKEN JR., America's official icon of staying power, provided enough heart-tugging drama for a Billy Crystal TV movie by crushing a home run in his final bow at an All-Star game. Grown men wept as the room-service fastball, served up by Chan Ho Park, landed beyond the left-field fence. For comic relief, TOMMY LASORDA took a flying baseball bat off his hip while coaching third base, wobbled over and popped right back up like the giant, adorable Weeble...
...Indian Ocean, closely followed Zheng He's voyages. A purist, the first preparation Cuthbert made for his trip was to rip out the wheelhouse. "You have to feel the elements," he says. Once, off Sri Lanka, more than 100 dolphins swam alongside the Precious Dragon, taking turns surfing the bow wave. When sailing in the junk, he says, "you feel that time's stopped. She moves very gracefully, silently...
...Baltimore Orioles infielder who chased down Lou Gehrig's "unbreakable" record of 2,130 consecutive games played, setting a new record of 2,632 before voluntarily ending his streak on Sept. 20, 1998; in Baltimore, Md. After 20 years of modest and steady service, Ripken, now batting .209, will bow out at the end of the season...
...provocative slit up her dress who wins ribald cheers from the audience when she sings about a construction worker who goes insane practicing Falun Gong. In Act II, an opera troupe sings about a practitioner who burns himself alive. For the closer, a man in a white tux, red bow tie, studded cowboy boots and an Elvis pompadour croons: "Li Hongzhi is a poisonous snake." No one in the audience has come freely. All have been bused in for "educational entertainment" from the Beiren Group, which makes printers...
...takes my ticket and reminds me to donate spare change to cystic fibrosis research. At Shea Stadium, where the Mets have languished under the roar of LaGuardia air traffic since the 1960s, all the ushers are brittle octogenarians dressed up in cute age-appropriate Mets gear—orange bow ties and suspenders. But at Fenway, the ushers double as beefy security guards, always ready to hustle up the bleacher stairs to escort belligerent fans (or vomiting graduates of Bedford High School) out of the stadium...