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...photograph on the wall memorializing the morning he and a friend boated 18 bass totaling 124 Ibs. in "2½ wild and wonderful hours." Down at Bucky's Sports Center, the natives tell of the local version of the Loch Ness monster, a wicked old mossback called "Ol' Geronimo," who "goes 30 Ibs. if he's an ounce." * Next door at the Belair Resort, Proprietor W.C. Jefferson laments the passing of Charlie, an 8-lb. pet bass that would nose up to the motel's dock for lunch. When one native let it drop that...
...tear off the covers, excommunicate the author, and erase every proper noun, a book about Chicago remains, beyond any mistaking, a book about Chicago. The essential juices of the place somehow force any author to write with a special accent about the only city on earth where the likes ol Big Bill Thompson and Al Capone could coexist as civic leaders. In Chicago, there is indeed a certain interchangeability between politics and other lines of work. "The Hawk," Mike Royko writes, "was the outside lookout man at a bookie joint. Then his eyes got weak, and he had to wear...
...handlers worked over the boxers. as each stared in disbelief at his opponent across the ring. Farneti hit the bell off center and it responded with a tinny thud. The boxers' reaction was similar. They staggered to their feet and moved slowly to the center of the ring. The ol' pep was gone...
None of which bothers Muhammad Ali one whit: "Humph! Bob Foster, a li'I ol' 188-pounder. Now ain't that something! I wouldn't even spar with a man that size. But the press and the bookies are shoutin' 'Who-e-e-e! Joe Frazah knocked him out, knocked him dead!' What they should have done is look what I did to Oscar and what Oscar did to Joe Frazier. All Oscar did was to knock Joe Frazier down twice in their first fight and then whip his face so bad that his eyes were swollen closed. And when...
...been a wicked ol' man," confesses Thorpe. "But one thing I've never done is rob anyone of money." Money, he says, was never his aim. "It was the sheer thrill of moving in and out of the trees and bushes, the excitement of never knowin' what might happen next to you. You get a lovely eastern sky at dawn and the geese comin' in toward you−it's a picture some people never see in their entire lives. If I had my time over again, I wouldn't do any different." Then...