Word: broods
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Belmont Park last week, Citation's once-fevered ankle was ice cold and sound as a dollar. The trouble was that during his long wait on the shelf, Citation had developed a brood mare's belly, the neck of a bull and a rump like the back of a taxicab. Around the barn, the standing joke is that the "big horse" must have been eating from the same trough with Jake Hizar, the fat (264-lb.) foreman. To pare Citation down to racing weight, Ben Jones is giving him a double dose of work-one gallop...
While playing with Montreal last summer, Newcombe got mad one day and went home to Elizabeth, N.J. to brood. Before the week was out, he telephoned Business Manager Buzzy Bavasi and asked humbly: "Will you take a damn fool back?" Last spring, at Vero Beach, Fla. Newcombe took a punch at Catcher Fermin Guerra of the Philadelphia A's, with whom he had trouble in the Cuban League last winter. Says Teammate Robinson, referring both to Newcombe's pitching and behavior: "He's smarter...
...When the brood cows begin dropping their calves, vaqueros carefully note the mother's number-branded in foot-high figures on her side-for entry in the register. Then the calf, itself numbered and registered, is turned loose to roam. At the age of 18 months, fighting bulls are rounded up for the all-important tienta. It is the only trial they get before entering a ring. If they got any more, the bulls, diabolically quick to learn, would have a fatal advantage over a bullfighter. Even in a tienta, young bulls are allowed to make no more than...
Felix Frankfurter, Vienna-born, oldest in years (66), who as a professor at the Harvard Law School in the '30s hatched out a brood of young New Deal pundits, and as a justice is a bouncing, argumentative, brilliant little man planted firmly on the roost of his vast knowledge...
Louis Johnson, the man who had never before known a major setback, poured out his hurt and humiliation in a note of resignation to his "Dear Mr. President." Then he went back to Clarksburg to brood on man's infidelity to man-and to commit his thoughts to paper in a book which still rests in the Johnson safe-deposit...