Word: placidness
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...overseas a lot, and it took me a while to see the amazing story that I had right back at home," he says in a phone call en route to his home in New York City. Junger is by trade a prowler of battlefields and wildernesses, and his placid, well-heeled hometown was not the most obvious starting point. "I liked the idea partly because it was the exact opposite kind of story from The Perfect Storm," he says. "It's not an adventure story. There are no 100-ft. waves. And I just frankly wanted to know what happened...
...likely last Olympics, looks at video from the women's debut at Nagano in 1998 and thinks, "it's crazy how much bigger and better the game is today." She recalled the boost given hockey in the U.S. by the victory over the Soviet Union in the 1980 Lake Placid Olympics, suggesting the same kicker might occur for women's hockey in Europe now that the Big Two don't appear invincible...
...Canada?s 4-1 victory over Sweden for the Olympic gold medal in women?s ice hockey came in an anticlimactic final. Sweden?s upset of No. 2-seed Team U.S.A. in the semifinal was described widely as a Lake Placid moment for women?s hockey. The Swedes caught the Americans on a bad day, maybe looking ahead to the Canada game. The result effectively rendered the gold-medal match as predictable as finding pizza in Torino. Tickets for the gold medal game were going for all of 3 Euros on Monday...
...objects of our readerly sympathy ("I've facilitated the movement of capital around the globe like a bee mindlessly carrying pollen," laments an investment banker--poor little bee!)? Or maybe there's something monstrously asymmetrical about watching the wistful ripples that a cataclysmic act of terrorism sends through the placid, witty lives of the wealthy...
...below near the top of mount Van Hoevenberg in Lake Placid, New York, and U.S. lugers Mark Grimmette and Brian Martin are wearing skintight racing suits, perched atop a 60-cm-wide sled. Martin sits behind Grimmette, legs straddling his teammate. "I've got no traction on my feet," yells Martin. Grimmette, like a longtime nanny, instantly wipes them down with his gloves. The pair, teammates for 10 years, alternate deep breaths. "All right, be aggressive," says Grimmette. "Yup," replies Martin. With that, the U.S.'s best-ever Olympic luge team shoots from the starting block. Now supine...