Word: jims
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Recalls L.B.J. Crony Jim Rowe: "He was rough and he was tough and he was ambitious as hell." Says Jack Valenti, a former Johnson aide: "Joe recognized that the Government is a great shaggy beast that sometimes hunkers down in the middle of the roadway. You have to kick it in the ass once in a while or it gets lethargic...
First the good news for American League pitchers: Jim Rice does not try to hit home runs. Now for the bad news: he hits home runs anyway, often enough so far to titillate the statistics keepers. The Boston Red Sox's splendid young designated hitter and leftfielder has hit 18 home runs through the end of May and is ahead of both Babe Ruth's and Roger Maris' early-season pace. It was enough to earn him the American League's Player of the Month award. To add consistency to insult, Rice's .343 batting average would satisfy Pete Rose...
...power, lean-muscled, quick-wristed power, that stirs excitement when Jim Rice comes to the plate. In Fenway Park, where the fans have a connoisseur's appreciation of the slugger's art, the cheers begin when he strides to the on-deck circle. Rice has sparked Boston to its best start since 1946, when Ted Williams and Dom DiMaggio returned from World War II to win the first Red Sox pennant in almost three decades. Says one Sox fan: "They can be down six runs in the ninth inning, but if Rice still has a chance to bat, nobody leaves...
...starting leftfielder. He batted .309 with 22 home runs and 102 RBIS and fielded without an error in 144 games protecting Fenway's famous wall. But 1975 was also the year the centerfielder Fred Lynn became the first rookie MVP in baseball history, hitting .331 with 105 RBIS. Jim Rice's remarkable season had been eclipsed. It finished with a severe hand injury. The also-ran watched the play-offs and World Series from the dugout...
...Never apologize/ For what you anthologize." So, if anyone had thought of it, might run the motto for this entertaining and occasionally exasperating selection of poetic japes and fripperies. Novelist Kingsley Amis is not just a wickedly funny writer (read Lucky Jim several times); he is also a critic known for his strong and aggressively idiosyncratic opinions. With the venerable Oxford imprimatur on his side, Amis' poetastering now becomes what the next several generations of readers will have to swallow...