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...experienced crowd knows what must come next. Even as Koloff adds a twist to the chain, even as he forces Bruno farther into the ropes, the roar begins to build, cutting through the smoke and the beer and the disbelief. The obvious fakery and slapstick theatricality of the earlier bouts has been forgotten, swallowed up in screams for vengeance and blood...
Finally Bruno wheels on his assailant. His meaty hand, riding on the roar of the crowd, smashes into Koloff's chest. Koloff staggers while the boy behind me, his band on the thigh of his hard-faced date, continues to shriek, "Kill, Bruno, Kill." Moments later, as Bruno smashes Koloff on the head with a wooden chair (not the Hollywood breakaway variety) the crowed swarms like jackals in a feeding frenzy against the plexiglass enclosing the ring. It is obvious that the mere defeat of the villain will not satisfy them--they howl for blood, for dismemberment...
...into the centercourt circle, gives the ball an authoritative toss, and sets out on his six-mile trek with a sure stride and stony-faced impenetrability that makes his profession the lodestar of steadfast control and lockjawed authority in college basketball, while the festooned NBC logos, pied banners, and roar of "Go, Hoyas go" from the Georgetown faithful symbolize all that is hoopla and froth in the big time...
...accumulate like a lowering smog, until one day they call the moving van. Scott Snowden, a graduate of Berkeley's law school, could have landed a job in one of San Francisco's better law firms. But Snowden found himself growing wearier and wearier of "the constant roar in the city, the intensity and impersonality of it." With his wife, he decamped to St. Helena, a tiny town in the Napa Valley wine country. He still earns less than $15,000 a year, but he can fish for bass in the local ponds and at night hears only...
...clothing sizes. Other assets: fruit and vegetables bought from neighboring farms, including a wonderfully fresh local apple juice. Down in Los Angeles, says Bernie, "socially you had to have a swimming pool. Here everyone goes to the Y." In Los Angeles, "you could never get away from the freeway roar. Here, there is silence. And you see the stars when you go out at night...