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...Brien is the great white whale of the U.S. team-a Moby Dick whom the Russians and the rest of the athletic world would rejoice to master. In competitive terms, he is the epitome of the spirit of single-minded pursuit of perfection idealized in the Olympic creed, a loner who has consecrated his life to the task of tossing a 16-lb. ball of steel farther than anyone-including Parry O'Brien -has tossed it before. He searches for tricks that help him "dig deep into what you might call an inner reserve of strength," a search that...
...does not mean the end for Estes Kefauver, especially if he can show his strength by carrying some farm states against the formidable Republican team. He will still be in the Senate, and, having run on the national ticket, may be known as a team player instead of a loner. He faces a 1960 campaign for reelection, and may therefore have to skip his quadrennial fight for the presidential nomination. But he is relatively young, and there are other years and other elections. The chances are good that Iowa farmers, New Hampshire lumberjacks and California avocado growers will some...
Ball on Ice. In this era of short fences and hopped-up baseballs, Roberts' achievements are not easily come by. Managers flash their signals from the bench and teammates bawl their encouragement. But pitching is a loner's art. Once a man places his forefoot on the white rubber slab and takes aim at the plate 60 ft. 6 in. away, he is on his own. Only his craft and strength can whip the ball safely past the waiting batter...
...also says that Schine was naturally a rather gregarious person, but that when he found difficulty in getting along with others he began to rationalize until he insisted that he did not need friends. "He liked to be thought of as a mysterious loner, somebody nobody knew very much. He wanted people to point him out and say "There goes that mysterious Schine...
...lazy, middle-aged loner like Jesse Geronimo Gundyhill, the Everglades were a paradise on earth. Food was everywhere. In a matter of minutes he could have him a royal feast of turkey, fish and exotic fruits. A little hunting produced the pelts and hides for trading. Jesse's ignorance was colossal. He couldn't read, write or count and he didn't know what year it was. But he had a good life and he knew...