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...roster reads like a page from Who's That? Centerfielder Albie Pearson is a 5-ft. 5-in. shortie who hits a golf ball better than a baseball, and sings rock 'n' roll on the side. Star Pitcher Bo ("No Hit") Belinsky is an unreconstructed pool shark. A retread catcher plays leftfield, and the Angels' double-play combination has toiled for a grand total of 16 other clubs. Manager Bill Rigney was sacked by the Giants, and General Manager Fred Haney was fired by the St. Louis Browns and the Pittsburgh Pirates...
...forgot my toothbrush." says Doris Day, who suddenly realizes she is not THAT KIND OF GIRL. "I always carry a spare," says Cary Grant, with a shark-toothed grin. Doris knows that the best way to repulse a man is to look repulsive. She develops a rash, and Cary spends the night playing gin rummy with another sugarless daddy. Bye-bye baby, says Cary, suggesting that she return to the sanctity of Upper Sandusky...
...Shark Oil & Chutes. As missiles become more sophisticated, smaller pieces become more important to find; the White Sands recovery force is always alert for bright ideas that will help them find their quarry. One promising trick is to station seven or eight men with powerful telescopic theodolites on the edges of the impact area. They note the direction of the dust cloud raised by missile impact; then computation gives an accurate...
...oldtime, nontechnical methods are not neglected either. Missile-sniffing dogs are getting intensive training. A pair named Dingo and Count are being schooled to locate small missile fragments coated with paint mixed with squalene, a noisome extract of shark-liver oil. The dogs have already learned to ignore coyote and rabbit scents, and they can whiff a shark-flavored fragment half a mile downwind. Vernon Miller, chief of the range instrumentation division, thinks that the dog detectives will be over the research hump and busy at serious work within six months...
Pool, as a national pastime, has long been behind an eight ball of its own making. Main Street's billiard academy allowed itself to become a gathering place for grifters and idlers, then was run out of town. The shark-infested pool halls of the big cities retreated into one-flight-up locations, shrinking into such shabby anonymity that parents no longer bothered to warn the young against them. And the era has passed when every self-respecting millionaire's mansion was big enough to include a billiard room, where even a lady might join the gentlemen...