Word: rackets
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...seemed that he might beat cocky, towheaded Lew Hoad, Australia's rocket-launcher. He took the first set, 6-4. Then Hoad, in his finest form in two years, began slamming out a cannonball serve that Trabert could not match or break. Bothered by a blister on his racket hand, Trabert weakened in the third set, dropped five straight games. In the fourth set, ahead by 7-6, Hoad switched tactics, stopped blasting Trabert's serves and began dinking the ball back. Trabert's timing was upset. He could not clear the shots fired at his feet...
Soon, land promoters and dishonest public servants were waxing fat at the expense of the veterans and the taxpayers, with an ingenious racket. The racketeers 1) got options on land at market prices, 2) duped veterans into signing the necessary papers, 3) with the aid of crooked officials, got the land appraised at several times its actual worth, 4) put on pressure to get state loans on it, in the names of the bamboozled veterans, and 5) pocketed the profits made in the jacked-up prices for the land...
...resolute entrant in his state's championship tennis tournament, New Jersey's outdoorsy Democratic Governor Robert B. Meyner, unseeded, wielded his racket as if he meant it, wound up with politics still a more rewarding dish for him. Weekend Tennist Meyner, 46, was eliminated, in his first round, in straight sets...
Suddenly the awful yellow of the caution lights flared around the track. Drivers slowed down, forbidden to pass each other until the danger was past. Black fumes, more ominous than any thunderhead, eased upward over the backstretch. The racket of racing engines sounded loud against the tense and quiet crowd. Reason for the yellow lights: a four-car pile-up that had jammed the track ahead of Wild Bill Vukovich. All the luck in the world was not enough to bypass disaster. Vuky never had a chance. His Hopkins Special plowed into the tangled wreckage at 150 m.p.h., bounced into...
...worried wise guys, convinced that this boxing commissioner meant business. They would have to mend their ways - at least for a while - or hang up their gloves. But there was no hope for any real change. By the nature of things, professional boxing was still the racket in which it is necessary to be a little stupid - and more than a little forgetful, especially on the witness stand...