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Word: stackful (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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Third Quarter: Yale's first drive failed when Rick Angelone fumbled in a stack-up at the one, and Fred Cordova recovered for Harvard...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: TEAM STATISTICS | 11/20/1978 | See Source »

Across the street at Nini's Corner, employee George Fielding stood idly by a stack of unsold copies of the WallStreet Journal. Sales of the Journal declined today. Fielding said. "We sold 600 copies of the Times today until we ran out at 2 p.m.," he said, adding, "On an average day before the strike, we would sell about 300 copies...

Author: By David E. Sanger, | Title: Newsstands Sell Times Rapidly As Readers Hail End of Strike | 11/8/1978 | See Source »

Conway and Siegelman stack the cards by only interviewing people who have adopted cults and then been "deprogrammed," including Mansonite Leslie van Houten), as well as professional deprogrammer Ted Patrick, and parents and friends of cult member to show that the movements are using sophisticated psychological techniques to induce a mind-numbing, thought-silencing submission among their subjects...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Is Your Personality Snapping? | 10/23/1978 | See Source »

...touchdown with six minutes left in the game, but it took a last-minute goal line stand by Harvard's injury-riddled defensive line to insure the victory. Playing with five defensive ends in the lineup, Harvard thwarted a Dartmouth "first-and-goal from the three" situation with consecutive stack-ups on dive plays, and finally a Dan Cassidy interception on fourth down...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: J.V. Football Stays Undefeated; Goal Line Stand Clinches Win | 10/21/1978 | See Source »

...seemed possible we might work our way through a bottomless cup of coffee and a stack of chocolate chip pancakes in relative quiet, unhassled by anything more complicated than figuring out the tip. Lulled by the reassuring buzz of the enormous glowing purple fly killer on the wall, I only wanted to hunker down over my order, and check out my fellow urban refugees who crowded the place. As the night went on, however, the crowd grew stranger. Any hope of calm was destroyed, and a hasty retreat became the only course left...

Author: By Tom M. Levenson, | Title: After Midnight: Where Wild Things Go | 10/6/1978 | See Source »

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