Word: fingered
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Second Baseman Jerry Remy fractured his wrist last month, and is still playing with it taped. Dwight Evans was hit by a pitch and gets dizzy chasing fly balls. Add to that Catcher Carlton Fisk's broken rib, First Baseman George Scott's battered right middle finger. Third Baseman Butch Hobson's injured elbow and Centerfielder Fred Lynn's pulled stomach muscle, and you get a team that might be better off playing softball for Massachusetts General Hospital. Only this season's sensation, Jim Rice, has remained healthy...
...deeper than simply skin color. Whites can hardly be expected to accept social criticism as readily as blacks, who have long borne the onus of American capitalism. It logically follows that whites would therefore disagree more fervently with a group such as MOVE when the group points an accusing finger at the laws, philosophy and politics which keep the economic system intact. MOVE clearly bothered middle-class whites, and the vehemence of that backlash indicates at least a measure of truth in the group's accusations...
...some distant agency. Should owners of property on which there is a public passageway prohibit barefoot pedestrians or else assume liability for every stubbed toe? Must the manufacturer of a knife clearly label it as dangerous or else be vulnerable to damages for a kitchen worker's sliced finger? Could the designer of a dam be blamed if a voluntary swimmer drowned in a lake thus created...
...discuss their neuroses at great length, often in voice-over narration that accompanies Forbes' extensive travelogue footage of British scenic vistas. Young Sarah, meanwhile, finds herself unable to make friends among her peers. In one gratuitously jarring incident, a cruel class mate presents her with a dismembered Vietnamese finger as a practical joke...
Bobby pounded the ball into his glove. "What's goin' on?" he barely uttered. As he stood frozen on the rubber like a petrified rabbit, Fisk was flashing finger codes at him, and Bobby didn't know what any of them meant. Out of fear he just nodded neurotically. And then he stood there, not knowing what to do. The crowd had worked itself into pent-up silence, awaiting the pitch of the season. The sweat was pouring down from Bobby's brow, flooding his eyes and blurring his vision. He stepped off the mound to wipe his forehead; George...