Word: nag
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Every time that the Lads get an afternoon off around here the race track promoters plan on trips to Florida next year with the take from those Salts of the Turf Bets. . . . Witnesseth GORDON McDONOUGH and JOHN O'NEIL who will not believe that their nag is in the bag when playing the favorites the next time...
From John Croger comes this quotable quote, "One sure way of coming home from Narraghnsett with 50 is to go up there with 100." Bob Frank and Bill Brown claim it's all on account of three men on a horse is just too much weight for any nag. Furthermore, we understand they had to rent the track for the weekend, having missed the last milk-train to Boston...
...five years, under the good-natured, timid leadership of Conductor Barbirolli, it acted like a willful nag without a rider. When the directors supplemented Conductor Barbirolli with a string of famous guest conductors, the orchestra became more balky and independent than ever. The visiting conductors began to refer to its undisciplined and arrogant members as "the Dead End Kids." Meanwhile, one-man orchestras like Serge Koussevitzky's Boston Symphony and Frederick Stock's Chicago Symphony continued to take top honors. This year even the Philharmonic's board got around to thinking that the Philharmonic probably needed...
Knee-high, banjo-eyed, potato-nosed Barney Google and his wonder nag, Spark Plug, were to U.S. kids in the '20s what Superman is today. Barney Google ("and his goo-goo-googly eyes") was a 1923 song hit that sold more than a million copies. Three Barney Google musicomedies toured the U.S. for two years; a toy manufacturer sold $1,000,000 worth of Google and Spark Plug toys and dolls; many a Google catchphrase entered the slanguage ("Horsefeathers!" "Heebie-jeebies"; "Jeepers Creepers!" "Youse Is A Viper"; "Bus' Mah Britches!" "Time's a'wastin...
They called him a Morning Glory, a bag o' bones, a worn-out nag. But Ol' Sarge Swenke, his trainer, refused to give up his faith in Alsab, last year's wonderhorse-even after he finished third in Florida's Flamingo and fifth in its Widener; even after he was licked twice within a week at Havre de Grace by commonplace Colchis; even after he was humbled by Valdina Orphan in the Derby Trial and by Shut Out in the great Derby itself, the race for which Swenke had pointed since the beginning of the year...