Word: sorts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Boro-tra. He did not know, perhaps, that Borotra, a young man who has never permitted his sport to interfere with his pleasure, had broken the monotony of the Wimbledon tournament by hurried week-end trips to Paris by airplane, returned somewhat pale. No young man who does that sort of thing can have much chance of winning the Wimbledon tournament, as Lacoste demonstrated...
...maintain their state's tradition for skill at the net. Last week, a youth named Edward G. Chandler of the University of California won the Intercollegiate Tennis Championship from Cranston Holman of Stamford, 6-4, 6-3, 1-6, 6-3. Though no McLoughlin, he played the sort of bounding game that has characterized the players from his state- won with despatch. Two more Californians-G. Hillis, G. Stratford-took the doubles from a Yale team...
...India. Before the game, these Indians made a great show. Fifty brown grooms in prismatic turbans, 50 ponies around the field while the band played. Watching Americans grinned, thought of the parades of the Veiled Prophets (see Page 25) which they had often witnessed in the U. S. That sort of thing was admirable for Elks, Moose, Kiwanis, Realtors and the like, but, after all, it was not polo. The game began. The Indians, with languid ease, swamped the Americans...
Said W. O. McGeehan, the best of all sports writers: "It took place very unostentatiously. There were few correspondents. There seemed to be some doubt as to whether this sort of thing came under the head of sports. There was no advance ballyhoo. There were no gate receipts...
...Lady Randolph Churchill's habit of wearing about her neck a little medal with the portraits of her two sons created a sort of fashion which led to similar commissions on the part of many other people. . . . The Queen** greeted me with a good morning in a gentle, agreeable voice. . . . 'Do you play bridge?' the Prince asked me. 'No, Sir, 1 have never had the opportunity to learn, nor do I possess the necessary mental concentration for the game,' was my reply. . . . There was a light tap at the door and a messenger entered...