Word: helmeted
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...million. Or his teammates on the Oakland Athletics, who are depending on his play this year for a shot at their third consecutive World Championship. But practical concerns were the last thing on Reggie Jackson's mind. Wearing a cotton tennis hat instead of a crash helmet, the A's slugger tore round the Oakland suburb of San Leandro on a motorcycle. As he bolted past a group of astonished friends, Jackson shouted, "I love it!" Then he disappeared back into the traffic. When he finally skidded to a stop, Jackson affectionately patted the borrowed Harley Davidson Sportster...
...began playing with the A's full time in 1968, he was an angry and confused young man. When he struck out, as he did often enough to lead the league for four consecutive years, he would toss his bat to the ground or slam his batting helmet onto the dugout bench. His morale was not helped by a bitter feud that quickly developed with Finley. This dispute, which began over salary and spread in 1970 to Jackson's quality of play, reached a peak late that summer. While crossing the plate after hitting a grand-slam home...
...rescue. Rehearsing for his role as fire chief in The Towering Inferno, McQueen had been training on another lot with Peter Lucarelli, battalion chief of the Los Angeles fire department. When Lucarelli sped off to the real fire, Steve tagged along, followed by Wife Ali McGraw. Donning helmet and coat, he joined firefighters and helped pull the hoses into line. "It's on-the-job training," said a proud but anxious Ali from a safe distance. As for Steve, he proved something of a distraction. One smoke-choked and begrimed L.A.F.D. member did a double take when...
...pass Harvard Stadium this afternoon and by chance see a group of long-haired young men playing a game that looks suspiciously like helmet-less football with vaguely suicidal rules, do not be alarmed. And if there is an air of the 19th century about them, do not worry, you are not a latter-day Rip Van Winkle...
...Apollo 19 for a re-re-run. I hate to say it, but give me the days when Flipper was flipping out of a bucket at the end of the Orange Bowl for every one of Miami's infrequent touchdowns and before Csonka had his NASA-engineered suspension helmet--in his first year in the league it was an existential crisis when the big guy plunged into the line because he was always getting knocked unconscious. A runaway truck with an eggshell bumper. Five times he woke up on the sidelines while an awful lot of people held their breath...