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Word: score (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...after a while the crowd began to boo, even though most of them were Walnut fans. The coach took Max out for a quarter to give the other team a chance. In the final quarter, Max missed one basket. Said he, afterward: "I had a bad night." Final score: Walnut 53; Friars Point...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Shorty | 1/27/1947 | See Source »

...that the opposition had fouled, bellowing to one of his own boys that he'd be "sold to Louisville" (banished to the bench). He kept repeating one word-"faster"-to a team that was already whizzing past Maine. Maine tumbled, 99-66, and Rhode Island's remarkable scoring record rose to a dizzy 96.4 per game. Before the week was out, Connecticut became victim No. 8, by a score...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Firehouse Frank and His Boys | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

...handling of Elmer Rice's famous outside slice of life almost entirely in musical terms. There are arias as well as tunes; septets, choral passages, large-scale orchestral effects, recitatives. As music, some of this is fancy, facile, too high-pitched. But, thanks to the rest of the score and to the residual vitality in Elmer Rice's play, Street Scene is steadily interesting musical theater...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: New Musicals in Manhattan, Jan. 20, 1947 | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

Conductor Pierre Monteux, who had put the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra through seven rehearsals of it, scowled at the notes through his silver-rimmed glasses. After working their way through tricky phrases, the violinists looked as if they had been slapped in the face by the score. The audience, which took it tensely but manfully, seemed grateful for Tchaikovsky's threadbare Piano Concerto No. 1, which followed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: ForF.D.R. | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

...feet on the mat, let's slap on the fat and dish out some scat. You're a prisoner of wov, W-O-V, 1280 on the dial, New York, and you're picking up the hard spiel and good deal of Fred Robbins, dispensing seven score and ten ticks of ecstatic static and spectacular vernacular from 6:30 to 9 every black on the 1280 Club. . . . We got stacks of lacquer crackers on the fire, so hang out your hearing flap while His Majesty salivates a neat reed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Radio: Prisoners of WOV | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

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