Word: sec
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Oregon's Jean Saubert, 21: the special slalom at the women's Silver Jug ski races, in Bad Gastein, Austria. Only U.S. female skier to win a race in Europe this winter (she has now won four), Jean beat France's Marielle Goitschel by about 1 sec., and established herself as a heavy favorite to win either or both slalom events at the Olympics in Innsbruck next week...
...Awful Fast." The courses were icy and treacherous-the worst many skiers had ever seen. On her first run in the special slalom, Jean caught an edge and finished 5 sec. behind France's Marielle Goitschel. "I'll have to go awful fast on the second run," she said-and onlookers gasped as she zipped through the 52 gates in the fastest time of the day, only to be disqualified for missing a gate. That was just a tune-up. Next day, in the giant slalom-a combination slalom and downhill that demands sheer straightaway speed as well...
...Scotland's Jimmy Clark, 27: the South African Grand Prix, by 67 sec. over Dan Gurney. World Champion Clark averaged 95.1 m.p.h. in his Lotus-Climax, led all the way for his seventh win in ten races-a new record...
...Florida A.& M.'s Bob Hayes, 21: the 100-yd. dash in 9.1 sec., tying his own world record, over a slow, rain-soaked track at the Orange Bowl track meet. A 10-m.p.h. wind made it all unofficial, but Hayes also splashed through the 220 in 20.1 sec.-just .1 sec. off Dave Sime's world mark-even though he slowed down to avoid crashing into spectators at the finish line...
...Circus. Gifford never was very fast, and after eleven seasons he may even have lost a step or two. But he does have one advantage over defensive halfbacks who run the 100 in 9.5 sec.: "I know where I'm going-they don't." Daintily, he trotted out to the flank in his sneakers. The ball was snapped, and he ran straight up to Glass, dipped his right shoulder as if to cut toward the sideline, then whirled and streaked across the field-leaving Glass with his legs hopelessly crossed. Tittle threw-and for a long instant...