Word: expressionless
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...taken his leave to catch the bus back to Ithaca. The assembled reporters, a much smaller group than usual, seemed reluctant to start the questioning. Finally a few queries came, about decisions, officiating, key plays, and injuries, and Yovicsin answered them all in a whispered monotone, his face expressionless as he spoke. As the conference ended, Yovicsin glanced at the game statistics. "We're on top of everything but what counts," he said, without humor...
...scarlet tunics and high black bearskins were symbols of imperial glory: Englishmen and foreigners alike respectfully held their tongues and kept their distance. But after World War II was won with a minimum of pomp and circumstance, and the blitz took away war's glamour, the solemn and expressionless sentries marching mechanically 25 paces this way and 25 paces that no longer seemed to inspire the same old respect. At least not to tourists, especially Americans...
...performs an angular dance of joy; four dancers in court dress, with cherry blossoms in their headgear, unfold with caressing steps from a circle, suggesting the blossoms in the imperial garden opening under the May sun. Even without masks, the dancers' faces are as unwaveringly expressionless as carvings in jade. The body movements are slow, solemn, almost architectural, with the fluctuation of mood sometimes indicated by nothing more than an inclination of the head or the clenching of a fist...
...Harris, 25, of Cut and Shoot. Texas, but they forgot to give him a mighty punch. Half with a right and half with a shove, Harris put Champion Floyd Patterson, 23, on the canvas for a four-count in the second, the only round he won. But the expressionless champ did not even blink, came back to floor Harris four times, open up a mass of cuts that required 14 stitches to close. After twelve rounds the challenger was a bloody hulk, could go no farther. Referee Mushy Callahan took one look at the helpless Harris and stopped the slaughter...
Moss is quiet and self-contained. He drives with expressionless calm, seated well back from the wheel. Moss seldom smokes, does not drink, keeps himself fit with long hours in a gym. A superb tactician, Moss often tags along in a preceding driver's slipstream, taking advantage of the reduced wind resistance. To Moss, driving is a "kind of poetry in motion-a feeling of rhythm, of perfect balance...