Word: dimming
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...opted for a subtler form of boosterism: its commentators are neutral, but if a sport offers dim prospects for a U.S. medal, it gets scant airtime. U.S. viewers intrigued by all the advance talk about Soviet gymnast Dmitri Bilozerchev were able to view only a smattering of his routines, although the reporting team of Dick Enberg, Mary Lou Retton and especially Bart Conner explained the events incisively. Fans of men's diving were lucky to see Greg Louganis tucked into the bottom right-hand corner while a minor basketball game dominated the screen...
...response, Zuckerman takes a dim view of such passages: "Look, anything is better than My Ex-Wife the Bitch -- I just cannot read that stuff." Other complaints pour forth: "This manuscript is steeped in the nice-guy side . . . Where's the anger . . . And where's the hubris, by the way?" The answer, of course, is that they are all here, if not conveyed by Roth directly then underlined afterward by his fictional counterpart. Despite its sincere attempt to set the record straight, The Facts inevitably shades into fiction. Roth is worth reading not for what happened...
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Whether or not Goodwin's amateur psychiatry is clinically correct, he has dared probe a dim corner of Washington history, a suppressed repository of whispered stories and yellowing memos written in shocked disbelief, describing Johnson's stalking the back corridors of the White House and fulminating about the enemies he saw surrounding him. Nor is such speculation confined to Johnson. In the final throes of Watergate, the tortured Richard Nixon could not focus on meetings, wandered the White House halls at night and sank to his knees in prayer with Secretary of State Henry Kissinger, behavior that suggested to some...
Even with its charming "postage-stamp" hole, aced by Gene Sarazen at the age of 71, Troon is more distant, dim, vague, gray, dreamy and melancholy, much closer to the mind's impression of moors and mires. It resembles a battleground that is really a testing ground, bumpy and full of bad breaks. Like youth, the longest shots start to go a little awry, until, like hope, they disappear entirely into the darkness of the day. "Unrecoverable," say the caddies without irony, over and over. "Unrecoverable." On the moonlit night, the golf-course hotel might be Baskerville Hall. From...