Word: crowns
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...quite clear what the I. R. A. committee is trying to do," says one lightweight oarsmen. "They want to force the heavies to give up the Yale race and come to Syracuse to decide that national title. If Harvard doesn't, they'll crown Penn champion and publicize the fact. They're trying to get at Harvard's pride...
...balmy isle of Sardinia, this year's resort area of Porto Rotonda has taken the play from last year's Costa Smeralda. Playing along, Sweden's handsome, eligible Crown Prince Carl Gustaf, 24, did not hesitate a minute when the "All in Red" theme of one of Porto Rotonda's costume parties was announced. He draped himself in red sarong, Belafonte shirt and red beads. Also spied at the fashionable new playground were those now-quite-grown twin daughters of Ingrid Bergman and Roberto Rossellini, 18-year-old Isabella and Isotta...
...stump when they see one, exhort the all-white crowd and country bands pick and sing, the spitters gather around tobacco manufacturers' displays on Billy John's log-cabin porch to discuss their craft. Don Snyder, 22, the Mississippi State University student who has held the distance crown for two years, explains that it takes time "to get your juice right. It can't be too thick or too thin. You've got to just chew for about an hour and not drink or eat anything and get your mouth adjusted to it. Then...
Screaming boys line the spitting range, older folks crowd up in folding aluminum chairs, and the bleachers sag under the weight of several hundred cheek-to-jowl spectators as Don Snyder begins his assault on the distance crown. The 22 entrants spew down the range. There are three rounds, and Snyder on his first try comes to within a foot of George Craft's 13-year-old record. On the second round he narrows the difference to less than two inches. Then Snyder arches his last shot 25 ft. 10 in. for a new world's record...
...till dawn at various London nightspots (Mother never waits up for her), rides in horse trials all over the country, buys many of her clothes off the peg in London's King's Road boutiques and wears severe Stetson-style hats instead of the flowery horrors that crown so many royal heads. Last year she sent Britons into paroxysms of one sort or another when she jumped onstage for the finale of the rock musical Hair and spent ten wild minutes dancing with cast members, many of whom were scantily clad...