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...injured ankle and a nagging cold to make a two-week, 4,000-mile swing through the country, which attracted large crowds. By contrast, Cosgrave, son of a former Irish Free State Prime Minister, carried on what amounted to a noncampaign. Shy and intensely private, Cosgrave avoided pressing voter flesh as much as he could. The Prime Minister approached politicking, teased London's Sunday Times, rather in the way that Irishmen traditionally regard drinking and sex-the thing has to be done but a man should not look as if he took pleasure...
These alternately funny, tragic, and wistful stories flesh out the skeleton of the book, the accounts of the five seasons from 1972-1976. Local fans will undoubtedly delight in reliving the thrills and heartbreaks of the 1975 Red Sox-Reds World Series, which, perhaps more than any other factor, is responsible for the current resurgence of baseball mania. Angell captures those moments perfectly...Fred Lynn, his body limp, lying at the base of the wall in Game Six...Carlton Fisk standing at home plate forcing his home run inside the foul pole...and finally, Lynn again, in Game Seven straining...
...MENGERS, 39, is vice president and resident Hollywood flesh peddler for I.C.M., but she might as well work for Ma Bell. In her Beverly Hills palazzo, the silken-haired, avocado-shaped agent has 14 phones and a WATS line on which she curses and cajoles (in her soft little-girl voice) at least 80 people a day. After her 1973 marriage to Screenwriter Jean-Claude Tramont, Mengers reports, she spent most of their honeymoon in telephone booths on various Greek islands. 'Im a hustler," she admits, but she does not like to be called a "packager." She considers herself...
...gnawed their way across Panama. Facts are turned up by the cubic yard, sorted and arranged into a smooth, efficient narrative. Statistics sometimes tend to overwhelm the reader, but there are moments when numbers become all too human. Said one West Indian laborer about the frequent dynamite accidents: "The flesh of men flew in the air like birds many days...
Reason would not work. I made my case forcefully, noting that none of the major Catholic schools had parietals anymore, that even Holy Cross had surrendered to co-education, that early-morning chapel had gone the way of all flesh, even at Fordham. In short, all of Ignatius's arguments were bogus--Harvard could not possibly corrupt me any more than the purest citadel of religious learning. Fulton Sheen would have been proud...