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Opposing players, shaken by Tiriac's baleful glare, dubbed him Dracula. Tiriac began the season strongly with a lot of arguing and baiting at away matches but stopped when the fans booed him. No wrestling villain instincts resided in his lamblike breast. Instead, he became more the helpful doubles partner; he and Pat Bostrom won all their early mixed doubles and their wins seemed to be the triumph of good natured cooperation over querulous, fractious competition...
When a rock superstar turns up his nose at breast of pheasant or Maine lobster, Stewardesses Sandy Cronin and Candy Burton-wearing bodystockings -prepare his favorite dish. Bob Dylan gets his cherished vegetable casseroles, washed down by Chateau Mouton Rothschild '64. For Led Zeppelin, there is Thai food. Elvis Presley's manager, Colonel Tom Parker, demands branch water from an arcane spring in the Ozarks for his bourbon. The Allman Brothers get collard greens and Coors beer. For British groups, there is Irish ale and a stock of their favorite Dunhill and Rothman cigarettes...
...Individual Medley: Olympic breast stroke gold medal winner John Hencken of Stanford, and Mike Drew of Auburn are co-favorites. Tyler, could be a dark-horse. Hess Yntema, if he swims, might be able to grab a few points if he improves on his 1:54+win at the Easterns. Dave Brumwell's 1:55 is good, but probably not good enough...
...breast: Last year Englishman Dave Wilkie beat four American Olympians. This year should be a real dogfight between Wilkie and Henken...
...suspense-and the hype-is nearly at an end. Gatsby will finally have its premiere in New York March 27 with the last big burst of ballyhoo: an old-fashioned gala replete with truckloads of white roses, pounds of caviar and enough breast of pheasant to endanger the species. After that, audiences across the country will get the chance to make the kind of choice only they can make: to go to the movies and see Gatsby or stay home and read the book...