Word: ribbings
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...amateur champion and noted especially for his putting ability, brought the " Schenectady" to fame in 1904 by using one to win the British Amateur Championship. In 1905, the British Golf Association barred centre-shafted clubs from its tournaments. In 1920, the U.S.G.A. followed suit. But, like the forbidden rib-faced mashie, "Schenectadies" are still widely...
...them a Princeton varsity player. Knowing my interest in the game, and my intention for coming out for the squad at Princeton, the talk turned to that subject. My brother Jim, in the Yale-Princeton game of the previous year, had had his nose severely pummelled, three ribs broken, his leg kicked, and bruised, and flesh gouged from his body. They laughed, and said: "Now that you are on the inside, we can tell you all about that. The night before the game, we, the football squad of Princeton, were shown a picture of your brother's nose...
...normal over to the right side of his body. Surgeons at Columbus' New McKinley Hospital tapped his chest with a hollow, apirating needle, drew off some pus, a minor operation which gave Switchman Cramer some relief. Fluid again accumulated. So surgeons last week cut through his sixth rib (the routine procedure for an empyema operation), put a rubber tube into the opening, let the fluid drain off. With the fluid pressure removed the heart eased back into normal location on the left side. Probably the patient will live...
From a bathing house in Roubaix, France, emerged one Mme. Cuvelier Desprez, 87, moving with the cramped, deliberate shuffle of the very old. About her wasted body, peaked shoulder, shriveled rib, a one-piece bathing suit hung in folds from whose lower regions projected the wishbone straddle of her thighs. Her face was lean, brown, seamed with a thousand lines. The bathing attendant tapped her on the shoulder. "Be careful, my old one! Not so near the edge. One slip and- plumps-you would be in, hein?" Mme. Cuvelier turned on him the point of a yellow tooth. "Holy...
...pieces and throw her to the dogs,' and I cut halfway through the neck of another ... as I wheeled about, I laid one black throat open to see the bone and sent my point through another filthy ragged jellabia in the region of its owner's fifth rib . . . from among seven bodies, some yet twitching in a pool of blood, a spouting Thing dragged itself by its fingers and toes towards the stairs...