Word: bulled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...before last week's bullfights in Bogotá, the Colombian government announced cryptically that it was taking "fitting measures" to head off opposition "political manifestations'' in the huge Santamaria bull ring. The measures turned out to be novel as well as fitting: the regime bought $15,000 worth of tickets and distributed them to thousands of policemen, plainclothesmen and government employees. On bullfight day the official ticketholders were waved through the gates; other fans were carefully frisked for weapons...
...Nashua, bringing a record auction price for a U.S. broodmare ($126,000), Kentucky Horsewoman Woolwine and her friends collected a total of $924,100. Nashua's sire, Nasrullah, also proved that he was worth a pretty penny. A syndicate headed by Kentucky's Thoroughbred Breeder A. B. ("Bull") Hancock paid the Belair Stud estate $251,100 for a slim one-seventh share of the great stallion's services, a price that estimates Nasrullah's total value...
...Richard Harding Davis, it is in fact as nice to have around as any bright young pup, and though it officially belongs to children, their parents will undoubtedly be giving it a run when the young ones are in bed. The hero of this waggish tale is a pit bull, called Wildfire in the film as in the life, who looks like a mournfully overgrown white mouse, and will certainly win all hearts with his chewed ears, string tail and general stigmata of mutt...
Wildfire is the result of something that should not have happened between a champion bull terrier and a certain lowborn bitch who made her living on the streets, and the picture tells how his worth overcame his birth. Put to the pits by a greedy master (Jeff Richards), Wildfire fights his way to the championship of the Bowery before he is overmatched with a bigger dog, and left on the floor half dead. A kindly groom (Edmund Gwenn) takes him home to a rich man's stables, and thereafter, in due process of fate, the wharf rat whips...
...Whichcee came over on Seabiscuit sharply. The crowd of 80,000 seemed to hold its breath. For an instant the four-legged horse and the two-legged boy, with four good legs between them, seemed certain to go down. But Pollard had learned the hard way-in the Western bull rings-and managed to ease off. The Biscuit drew off to win . . . from his own stablemate, Kayak II. But it wasn't over yet . . . For two minutes Pollard sat uncertainly on Seabiscuit. The red board that signaled a claim of foul was up. The stewards disallowed the claim...