Word: kneeing
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Despite missing three games to injury, DeLellis racked up 11 points (three goals, five assist) in addition to providing leadership on a team that consisted of only six upperclassmen. Tenser (three goals, seven assists) continued her recovery from a knee injury she sustained in 1993, zooming to loose balls all over the field. And Kassakian--Harvard's last line of defense--was nearly impenetrable...
...Bernardino, the Dominican Republic's delegate and later the first female U.N. ambassador, recalls the sense of high mission. Bernardino, now 88, broke her ankle at the Sir Francis Drake Hotel the night before she was to address the conclave. "They told me I needed a cast to my knee. I said no. They said I would lose my foot. I said, 'I have to make a speech tomorrow and prefer to lose my foot.'" Harold Stassen, also 88 today, was in the U.S. delegation. The former Governor of Minnesota and perennial presidential hopeful recalls the thrill on June...
Paradoxically, Mantle's regret to his father was a central part of why he was so popular. He didn't become the player he could have because he did exactly what he wanted. He did not want to stop drinking or spend time rehabilitating his chronic knee injuries or conditioning during the off-season. (He says he rarely put time in for such things). He drank, played golf and played baseball. (And, I might add, he did not womanize...
When they finally arrived, the doctor turned out to be a knee specialist, hardly unqualified, but still clearly uncomfortable with explaining the nature of the fracture and the wrapping of the cast for my arm. My hand was swollen around my class ring, and he immediately cut the ring off, laughing at my suggestion of trying a little soap and water first. I headed home three hours after I arrived at UHS with an ace bandage "cast" and a broken ring, wishing I'd sprained my knee...
Naturally, I clicked out of there as fast as I could. But I could have done anything, I realized later. I could have turned him over my knee and spanked him (which, sadly, he might have liked) or poked him in the eye with a sharp stick. I'm not even sure whether to call this sexual harassment, since it wasn't actually me being subjected to his fantasy but only my screen name, Barbeh. And it was my own fault, wasn't it, for picking an obviously femme handle, one that I see now must sound like some Stone...