Word: flatbushes
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...source of passionate chauvinism if you were born there, of instant derision if you were not. "Where are we?" asks the disoriented passenger. "Nowhere," says the hackie. "We're in Brooklyn." From the height of vaudeville to the early days of TV, a comic had only to intone "Flatbush" to fracture the folks out front. The gibes even led to a society for the Prevention of Disparaging Remarks about Brooklyn. But who today bothers to disparage Brooklyn...
Last year the transformation from Flatbush to Hollywood was almost complete, but not quite. The Dodgers still were able to blow the big ones. By this season, though, O'Malley and Walt Alston (a pretty serious grind himself) succeeded. They didn't have quite as good a ball club but they didn't make the crucial mistakes either. Last month it was the Cardinals who folded, and what may be a new era for the National League began...
...result was the obvious fact the Dodgers played like the Yankees who so frequently had defeated them in the past. Only once--on the next to last play when Tracewski dropped the toss from Wills--did the Dodgers play in character. And the Yankees resembled the Bums of Flatbush in many respects, even sounding like them when Mantle told reporters "I still think we have a better team--wait until next year...
Even after two unsettling defeats, in which Yankee power had been merely a tter of rhetoric and Yankee fielding had resembled that of the Bums of Flatbush their zaniest, the New York club remained confident of ultimate victory and tain of a win today...
Subtle Passage. Boy Soprano Jeffrey Meyer, the Walter Baker Chorus, and the choirs of the Little Church Around the Corner, St. Paul's Church in Flatbush, joined the Philharmonic, but the orchestra made them welcome by drowning out their frail voices through most of the work. Young Meyer has a pure, clear soprano, but he sang very shyly, as if his voice were about to change at any minute...