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...season. His best finish was 15th, at last month's NEC Invitational in Seattle. Last year, he was ranked No. 4 in the world. Now he's No. 133, the lowest of any player at next week's Ryder Cup. People keep asking whether this fading star has any shine left for his team, and it's getting on his nerves. "People put too much emphasis on [the Cup]," he said two weeks ago, after missing the cut at the European Masters in Switzerland. "It's supposed to be fun." Did he just use the F word? The Ryder...
...unlike a grenade the PEP travels at nearly the speed of light and can take out a target with pinpoint accuracy. Or picture this: a flashlight-size device, currently in development at HSV Technologies in San Diego, that transmits a powerful electric current along a beam of ultraviolet light. Shine that light on a human target, and you have a wireless taser that can paralyze targets as far away...
...unlike a grenade the pep travels at nearly the speed of light and can take out a target with pinpoint accuracy. Or picture this: a flashlight-size device, currently in development at HSV Technologies in San Diego, that transmits a powerful electric current along a beam of ultraviolet light. Shine that light on a human target, and you have a wireless taser that can paralyze targets as far away...
...Ichiro is watching a tape of tonight's opposing pitcher. He does this before every game. After batting practice he sits oh-so-cozily amid the clubhouse bustle, looking for weakness. No teammate speaks to him. His eyes shine. He looks hungry...
...focused about 40% of the time. On songs such as PJ's and Two Wrongs, he fuses reggae, folk and R. and B. into a sound all his own. The songs have hooks, but they lie back, content to let the lyrics and complex composition shine. The rest of the time he jumps between faux radio skits and crass, attention-seeking covers. Wyclef thinks anything he touches is interesting, but some things, like his hideous update of December, 1963 (Oh What a Night), are best left in shrink wrap. --By Josh Tyrangiel