Word: nose
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...year, roughly the wage of a journeyman major-league baseball player. Football drains away sprinters to become pass catchers and weight throwers to play as linemen or on defense: six days after he won the 1984 Olympic silver medal in the shot put, Michael Carter was a nose tackle appearing in his first exhibition game for the San Francisco 49ers. For swimmers, divers, gymnasts and many others, there is effectively no professional life to follow except in coaching or, for an elite, in endorsements and sportscasting...
They were the waterborne roadsters of the jazz age, built of mahogany, bedecked with nickel-silver fittings, powered by rumbling six-cylinder engines and capable of slicing nose-down through the chop at a brisk 40 m.p.h. But during the late 1950s and '60s, the arrival of lighter, carefree fiber-glass hulls persuaded many boat buyers that the rot-prone wooden models were a thing of the past. Gary Scherb, who spent his summers back then working in the boatyards on Lake Hopatcong, N.J., sadly recalls the time when one of his bosses ordered 40 of the wooden craft sawed...
...more than a few minutes when disaster struck. Witnesses say black smoke belched from the aircraft's fuselage. Seconds later the plane was engulfed in a ball of fire, and villagers on the ground watched with horror as it plummeted to the earth, tumbling nose over tail like a toy as it fell. The huge turboprop bounced twice after hitting the sandy plain, then came down a third and final time, exploding on impact. All 30 people aboard were killed, including Zia, 64; Raphel, 45; Brigadier General Herbert Wassom, 49, the chief of the U.S. military mission in Pakistan...
...nicknames of the landmarks that dot the holy land are as familiar as the wind to golfers: the Swilken Burn, the Principal's Nose, the Beardies, the Coffins, Hell Bunker, the Road Hole, Granny Clarke's Wynd, the Valley of Sin. An elderly caddie named Alex, who wears a checkered cap but otherwise has the grace not to be too picturesque, checks them off as you go. Every calamity has its accompanying parable: "This bunker you're buried in is the Bob Jones bunker. Unable to escape it, he stormed off the property and pledged never to return. Of course...
...that Pfeiffer is beyond gorgeous: serene blue eyes, jawline by Garbo, perfect teeth unstained by the occasional Marlboro. The bearer is more modest in appraisal. "Meryl Streep, Dianne Wiest, they're beautiful," Pfeiffer says. "I think I look like a duck. The way my mouth curls up and my nose tilts, I should have played Howard the Duck." Sure, but Howard couldn't work his mouth so that when fashioned into a smile, it has the innocence of a shy Cinderella's, and when upended, it curdles into the sulk of a party animal no man should even bother trying...