Word: bunched
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Stop Falling Hair?" They are a hard bunch to live with when they lose. Last month, after losing a tough game in Philadelphia, a couple of Cardinals made the mistake of singing Moonlight and Roses while the team was riding the bus to the station. Said Eddie Dyer sharply: "If you've got to sing, wait until I get off this bus. I don't see anything to sing about." Things were different after they had taken a game from Cincinnati and learned that Brooklyn had blown one to Boston. They gave Doc Weaver, the club trainer...
...only more-or-less average Americans in Mary McCarthy's satirical fantasy about a bunch of highbrows who decide that it is time for people like themselves to hit it for the grass roots. This is not the first time that sprightly Author McCarthy, onetime wife of Critic Edmund Wilson and former drama critic of the fiercely intellectual Partisan Review, has peppered the left wing with birdshot. In The Company She Keeps (TIME, June 1, 1942), she made a novel of sorts out of a series of lively, only-too-lifelike portraits of Manhattan intellectuals. Her new book...
Like many another vacationing statesman, Winston Churchill was looking for peace & quiet. He thought he had found it last week in Gardone, on Lake Garda in north Italy. Gardone's Marxist mayor greeted him with a bunch of gladioli; Churchill replied with the opinion that Trieste should be returned to Italy...
...excitedly waved her pay envelope, showing 6,138 francs (about $18) for two weeks' work, and yelled: "I've got to support my mother with that!" Other girls showed mimeographed letters sent by their bosses warning them to return-or else. In front of one shop, a bunch of pickets gleefully embraced amused gendarmes, cheerfully exchanged au revoirs and à bientôts as the gendarmes left their posts for lunch...
...Musial, who led the league with .376 last year, was bogged down around .250; for another, the Cardinal pitching staff seemed to have come apart,. Finally, by tabbing up the ages of everybody on the squad, it was possible to show that the Cards were really a bunch of tired old men (average age: 29).* By last week, most of these weighty considerations were being gently consigned to ash cans...