Word: pantingly
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...self-defense. Take it like a man. Be a man. In Archibald MacLeish's play J.B., Job told the Comforter, "I can bear anything a man can bear -- if I can be one." But nobody talks about being a man anymore. When it comes to bloodlust, female gills pant up and down too. In the matter of boxing's fascination for writers, gender has certainly not been disqualifying. Still, the suspicion persists that males secrete some kind of $ archetypal fluid that makes it easier for them to understand what's at work here...
...greeted Matador Luis Reina as he stepped into the arena last week bedecked in his sky-blue, gold- embroidered suit of lights. But the cheers turned to jeers when the crowd noticed the letters A-K-A-I in red silk running down his sleeves and pant legs. For the first time, a matador had sold space on his costume for advertising. The Japanese electronics firm (the name translates as "red" in Japanese) is paying the 29-year-old, second-class matador about $16,000 every time he enters the ring in his logo-embellished outfit. That is roughly...
roke it in nine places," Eugene Roach was saying. He hitched a pant leg up to show his shin and the jagged evidence upon it, a scar that resembled a map of Central America. "They had to set it six or seven times before they got it back straight...
Seaver is perched on the edge of a training table in St. Petersburg, Fla., after pitching five innings against Toronto, allowing four runs in the second inning but none in the others. There is that signature streak of dirt on Seaver's pant leg below his right knee, residue from the relentless scraping of an unchanging delivery. He has not changed so much at that. Most young throwers get to the major leagues with "good stuff' and only fall back on pitching later. But Seaver could always pitch...
...waiting on tables between auditions. Kate Nelligan, on the other hand, has to think of other conversational gambits. To her the Grail came parcel post, wrapped in bright holiday paper and crowned with a bow the size of a best-acting award. She has, in short, never had to pant after a part and rarely received so much as an unkind word from a reviewer. What she has experienced is the acclaim of the London critics, and after her new play, David Hare's Plenty, opened off-Broadway in October, almost embarrassingly ecstatic reviews in New York as well...