Word: poloed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...could invent him? Consider. He can pilot a jet fighter and knows enough about helicopters to help repair them. He has skippered a Royal Navy minesweeper through North Atlantic gales with the skill of a yachtsman handling a racing sloop. He plays an aggressive, three-plus-handicap game of polo and is a qualified paratrooper. He is a gifted amateur cellist who can be moved to tears while listening to the music of Berlioz. He has scuba-dived in the Caribbean, schussed down Alps, sambaed into the night with Brazilian beauties. A keen student of history, he can discourse persuasively...
Savit called the setting for last, year's 9-7 football loss to Cornell "weather not fit for otters." He credited an overtime hockey win against Princeton two winters ago to Morris E. (Moe) Mentum. He wrote up a water polo match his sophomore year to the tune of Longfellow's Midnight Ride of Paul Revere." He had Bob Baggott diving on fumbled juic glasses, Billy Cleary saying nothing in print, an entire column on beans, and all those letters home to Mom (P.S., "Please tell Jeffrey to accept my collect phone calls...
...club, of course, had no golf course, as members spent their time hunting and shooting. The focus of the club was a now-defunct race track and the old polo field which runs alongside the first fairway of the present course. The members regularly engaged in fox hunts, and one member enthusiastically wrote at the time: "The hounds only arrived last week from England, and came on the steamship 'Glamorgan,' and they were landed in fine condition, showing that they were well cared for on the steamer, not one indicating the least sign of mange, which dogs...
With some of their top marksmen sidelined by what coach Bob Donovan referred to as "various dispensations," the Crimson linksters traveled to the Dedham Country and Polo Club yesterday afternoon and outshot squads from MIT, Siena College and Bates...
Across town in Polo Valenzueba, 3,000 people assemble for another kind of political rally: a blistering attack on both Imelda and her husband, President Ferdinand E. Marcos. There are matrons in housedresses, grizzled workers, youths in T shirts and jeans, and a swarm of children enchanted by the carnival atmosphere. The speakers stand on a makeshift platform mounted on four oil drums as Opposition Candidate Charito Planas declares, in a high resounding operatic pitch, "President Marcos is taping this rally. Let's let him hear how loud our voices are. " The crowd responds with upraised fists and shouts...