Word: smackingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Deejay Rege Cordic of Pittsburgh's pioneer station KDKA hit upon the "ancient" sport of brick throwing. The contest was moved to a wharf jutting into the Allegheny River after the first contestant threw his brick 67 ft. 2 in., "smack into a tentful of boy scouts." In all, some 75 athletes heaved their bricks into the water. Record toss: 80 ft., give or take a yard or two. What was it all about? None of the brick heavers were quite sure. But Disk Jockey Cordic has a new hobby magazine coming out in the fall, to be called...
...with their sonar underwater-detection gear, must learn to distinguish between lurking submarines and other mysterious sounds of the undersea. Says Thach: "You've got all sorts of noises down there in that jungle. They are decoys protecting the enemy. Fish talk to one another and smack their lips. Porpoises whistle and amorous whales sound like a fleet moving at full steam. Shrimps chew on things and make an ungodly racket. But those whales! They even foul up our magnetic detectors. They nibble at old wrecks and get nuts and bolts in their bellies. Reading the sound...
After writing bushels of novels, Alexandre Dumas felt a need for fresh material. He started off toward the Orient in a fishing smack, taking with him a 19-year-old "admiral" decked out in a musical comedy sailor suit. As Dumas wrote to a friend: "The charming little creature is in the habit of becoming a woman at night." Her name was Emilie Cordier, and she became pregnant just before the fishing smack ran into Giuseppe Garibaldi, then busy invading Sicily with his famed "Thousand." Forgetting the Orient, Dumas and the expectant admiral hurried to the great patriot...
...Boasting half a dozen All-Americans to beef them up, the Eastern All-Stars charged into San Francisco for the annual Shrine charity game, ran smack into a squad of Westerners who had not bothered to read their press clippings. Led by Arkansas' Gerald Nesbitt, the West whipped the East...
...secrecy proves more rewarding than the secret, the theatrical Herlie-burly than the philosophical coda. When the play finally turns serious, it seems, more than anything else, like a last-minute spoilsport. Were the play better or the philosophy more challenging, Guthrie's approach might smack of outrage; as things stand, it is perhaps the only armor against boredom...