Word: shots
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...complaint as well. Too many people stake their cash on his talent, so the odds on a Hartack-ridden horse almost always take a dive before the field gets into the starting gate. This even Hartack deplores. "Every time I ride a horse that's a legitimate 4-toi shot," says he without unseemly modesty, "he comes up 8 to 5. Even I can't move a horse up that much...
...days later, on a 50-to-1 shot, Bill finished out of the money once more. But Corbin was satisfied. He said, "All right, you'll ride Nickleby tomorrow, and he'll win." The new jock was still riding scared. "When I got up on Nickleby," says Hartack, "I just sat and posed. I never moved, never hit him or nothing. If I'd 'a hit him I'd have fallen off, I was so frightened. But Nickleby win and paid $18, and I break my maiden [i.e., won his first race...
...knows that he is a big factor in the calculations of thousands of bettors, and he is constitutionally unable to give them anything less than the best he has. That best is so good that few trainers bother him with pre-race instructions. "He's like Ben Hogan, concentrating shot by shot," says Trainer Tommy Kelly. "He doesn't look right or left or smile. I tell you, Bill'd get the mostest out of any horse. If the horse can't win with him on it, hell, I'd peddle the horse...
...give a damn about it, but I can't say it out loud because it's the song of Missouri. It's as bad as The Star-Spangled Banner so far as music is concerned." A bright-eyed 72 when the film was shot. Truman favored posterity with his sunburst smile and flashes of his shrewdness, wisdom and trove of history. The camera and microphone etched the old cockiness and the saber-toothed campaigning technique as well as it caught the homespun simplicity and twinkling humor. Thanks partly to skilled editing, but mostly to its star...
...from Expert Marx, and announced: "I'll go straight to Miss Van Home; I've already beaten her down," Groucho hoisted his eyebrows and cracked: "Who wouldn't? I'd like to go straight to Miss Van Home, too." At Critic John Mason Brown he shot: "John, you give us the learned and scholarly explanation-either that, or give us your own." The panel differed in its advice to a woman who wrote in about a semantic quibble with her husband, but Groucho cleared it up fast: "My suggestion is that...