Word: debutants
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...spectacular harbor and opera house are among the world's most dramatic settings, superbly fit for what will unfold next week. The harbor is also the site of a signature Australian event, the triathlon, a lung-burning triad of swimming, cycling and running that will be making its Olympic debut. That Australia's famous sharks may be counted as spectators simply highlights the fact that this is a country and a continent still brimming with frontier spirit. They like a challenge here...
...January, less than a year after she re-emerged, her crisp dives captured a silver medal at the Diving World Cup. The gold went to 18-year-old compatriot Guo Jingjing, Fu's main rival in the individual events and partner in synchronized diving, a debut sport at Sydney. "Guo is China's young star," Fu says with a smile. "But don't count the big sister...
...think soccer using hands instead of feet, with some dribbling thrown in. Adept at both offense and defense, Wislander, 36, is 10 years older than the average player. He leads an equally experienced team of thirtysomethings, many of whom have played together for a decade. The results? Since his debut in 1985, Wislander has scored 956 goals and led his team to three World Cups. To his chagrin, Croatia upset Sweden to win gold in Atlanta. Which is to say, beware old-timers seeking revenge...
Ever since the Coreys--Haim and Feldman--stopped getting arrested and started their world domination of the straight-to-video shelf, there's been a profound lack of screwed-up teen heartthrobs. But BRAD RENFRO, 18, appears ready to step up. Last week Renfro, who made his debut in The Client in 1994 and has since starred in Sleepers and Apt Pupil, was charged with grand theft after he and an accomplice allegedly tried to steal a 45-ft. yacht from a Fort Lauderdale, Fla., marina. They might have got away with it had they only untied the dock lines...
Every song on this Canadian singer-songwriter's exceptional U.S. debut album, at some point, is directed at "you," and as you listen along, every second-person reference hits its mark. Harmer's erudite but colloquial lyrics evoke the folksy smarts of the Indigo Girls; when she turns up the volume, her determinedly individualistic style of rock invites comparisons to Liz Phair. This album is like an encounter with an old college chum on the street, all the half-remembered rhythms of friendship coming back with unexpected ease...