Word: drawling
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Meredith's Texas drawl and bucolic quips sound as if they belong on one of ABC Monday Night Football's competitors, Mayberry R.F.D. Which makes them a highly effective counterpoint to Cosell's rasping New York pedantry. As Meredith told TIME'S Mark Goodman last week, "If Cosell says, 'They have a paucity of plays, I may say something like, 'If you mean they ain't got a whole bunch, you're right.' " As a result, the Don and Howard Show has become so entertaining that at times it comes close...
...Americans for Freedom had flown in on a chartered plane. Mr. Carr thanked the assembly for the privilege of speaking to them, introduced his wife Ernestine ("One of the prettiest girls of her age in Texas"), and in a slow, polite, instructor's voice free of most of the drawl that he must have been saving for the folks back home, he delivered quietly phrased exhortations that established one of the recurring themes of the next three days...
...Malice. Unlike Hal Hoi brook in his Mark Twain Tonight, Whitmore does not attempt to achieve a flesh-tinted, bone-perfect reproduction of Rogers, nor does he even speak with Rogers' casual, careless Oklahoma drawl. What he tries for, and succeeds in evoking, is a psychic affinity with the wit of the Western corral, a man whose comic spirit always had a visible edge but no sting of malice, a man who could toss off a one-liner like, "I could have gone to West Point, but I was too proud to talk to a Congressman...
...only use a predominantly white force to curb crime in a black city but also cope with Washington's frequent mass demonstrations, such as last weekend's Honor America Day (see THE NATION). A tall North Carolinian of 42, Wilson is a self-educated man with a slow drawl, a quick mind, limitless cool?and a brutal candor that is almost unique among the nation's defensive bluecoats. His men often feel so dejected, he admits, that "there's a tendency to say, 'Oh well, just another robbery,' and not respond as we should...
...scuffing his foot on the asphalt. Finally, he turned to face Ward. "It just doesn't matter, now," he said softly. "We're going to be way back in the pack anyway. Our luck just seems to be bad here. You know, Ward," he said in a very tired drawl. "I'm bout as old as you are, and that's pretty old. I jes don't know how long I can keep going." Ward made a half-hearted attempt at a recovery, and then smiled a PR man smile until the engineer n the booth mercifully switched back...