Word: merve
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When he broke into TV in the mid-1960s, on shows like Merv Griffin and Ed Sullivan, RICHARD PRYOR--who died last week of a heart attack at age 65--was a cute, rubber-faced young comic with a knack for physical comedy and a childlike sweetness; in one of his earliest bits, he impersonated a band of scared grade-schoolers performing Rumpelstiltskin. Within a few years, he had become America's most celebrated comic revolutionary. Frustrated with the safe material he was doing on TV and in nightclubs, he walked out on a gig in Vegas, moved to Berkeley...
Monday, 27 November: All my life I've been expecting the call. Selector Merv Hughes rang this morning. "The Poms aren't scared of us anymore," he said. "The zip has gone out of the attack, the middle order is useless. We need someone special." They wanted me to have a crack. There hadn't been a decent sledger since Hayden retired. Even he was piss weak compared with Steve Waugh. Legend. The world saw how I stuck it up Bush and called Howard an arse licker. Torched the Labor party, too. With so many Welshmen and 'Boks...
...made his national TV debut on a misconceived syndicated program on which he was placed in front of a studio audience and forced to race through four to five interviews a show (on radio he spends two hours with each guest). Says he: "They were trying to make me Merv Griffin...
...find both delphic and profound, John packs a tight suitcase. Even those closest to him had trouble figuring out if they had pleased him, and some of them suffered when, without realizing it, they fell short. He fired his brother Dick from directing the show (Dick then directed Merv Griffin's daytime schmoozathon). He summarily canned Art Stark, who had produced Who Do You Trust? and, for its first five years, the Carson Tonight Show. He broke up rancorously with his agent-lawyer-manager Henry (Bombastic) Bushkin. He also divorced his first three wives. In an uncharacteristically revealing moment...
...Merv Griffin, one of the honorary pallbearers, beamed his persistent humor at former Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, telling how he had gone to London's Berkeley Square in search of the nightingales made famous in a song, A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square. "But I only found pigeons," he said, chuckling. The very game Thatcher had arrived on board with the formidable hat she wore in Washington stowed in a sturdy box where it would remain for the rest of this journey of tribute, which she insisted on making despite a series of small strokes that had restricted her public...