Word: corrals
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Just 1:17 into the second half—and her outing—sophomore goalkeeper Maja Agustsdottir couldn’t corral a bouncing ball. While Agustsdottir attempted to fall on the rebound off her chest, the Cardinal’s Brittany Oliveira pried it loose and slid it into the gaping net, sending Stanford on its way to a 2-1 win over the Crimson (1-2) in the first round of the Harvard Invitational...
...this because many of their directors, set designers, costumers and even makeup artists come from movies. "We have all this expertise and talent we draw on for our features," Bruckheimer says. "Some of these art directors weren't getting a chance to move up. We've been able to corral guys who are feature directors who needed a break and are about to explode." Explode, they hope, a planet or two in the next Bruckheimer feature...
...language of epidemiology, the study and prevention of the spread of infectious diseases, is steeped in the metaphor of blockade. Doctors and scientists develop "barrier" nursing techniques and try to erect "ring fences" within society to corral a dangerous microbe, preventing it from jumping between people and countries. But one of the lessons learned by Hong Kong, the city hit hardest by the deadly epidemic of Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome (SARS), is that it does no good to slam the ring-fence gate after the killer has left...
...Midwestern dining establishments operate under the implicit dictum of “No Sleeves, No Problem.” Nothing wrong with sporting a cut-off T-shirt while enjoying a night out. The most notable of these restaurants are the all-you-can-eat buffets such as Golden Corral or Sirloin Stockade, where you can actually get Kool-Aid to wash down your food. If you are looking for Midwestern flavor, start here. Buffets are a great place to people watch. A couple summers ago, when I was eating at the Golden Corral with my family, I went...
...thousands of people converged on New York City’s East Side, myself included. I was, however, waylaid on Third Avenue by a series of police barricades. The police were nominally attempting to corral everyone onto the sidewalks, but not everyone fit. Not only were there people spilling into the streets, but the police, using vans and barricades, were themselves completely blocking the intersections. Between these bizarre turf battles were strips of empty asphalt, inaccessible not only to protesters but also to cars and other legitimate users. Smiling, one of my companions approached...