Word: losers
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Saturday there will be three games at Fenway, and the playoff procedure will become more complicated. At 10 a.m. the losers of the opening day will meet, and the team that drops this contest will be automatically eliminated. At 1 p.m. Friday's winners face off. At 4 p.m. the winner of the 10 a.m. game and the loser of the 1 p.m. game will meet to determine who will advance to the finals...
Decay. All in character, of course. Archer is as much loser as winner. In his wash-and-wear slacks and sports jacket he shoulders resentfully among the heedless rich and the heedless young who are the villains of Macdonald's recurrent daydream, and ours. Roughly at first, then with a rough man's compassion, he rubs their noses in mortality, the loser's truth. See the proud millionaire grovel, as Archer spades up the moldering past! See the sneering teenager whine, as Archer lays bare the certain decay that lies ahead...
...writer of this review, a Little Big Man fanatic, has never been able to feel anything more positive than impatience for Berger's interminable Reinhardt trilogy, a thousand-page mope about the flounderings of a fat loser. The impatience is not a bit dispelled by Regiment of Women. Berger's latest book is either a grossly awkward takeoff on the excesses of Women's Lib or a blundering satire about the way men treat women. The fact that a careful observer cannot decide which is one indication of what is wrong with the kind of novel Berger...
Radcliffe, loser only to Princeton in the season's first three races, convincingly bounced back last weekend, overcoming blustery conditions and a surprisingly strong UMass challenge to outdistance the rest of the six-team field with a six-second win in eights competition on the Charles. Radcliffe finished with a 3:55 clocking...
...aside for off hours and cherished on visits to rural small towns--the one she hopes movies won't estrange us from more than urban living already has. I think that this nostalgia sometimes gets in her way, confused her sense signals. When she calls the gangling, gifted loser Pookie Adams (of A Sterile Cuckoo) "a resonant American archetype," I get the feeling that she has gone overboard on her identification. Or perhaps it is just that hitting so hard at Hollywood for so long has made her desperate for something to like. So she lingers over this plain wallflower...