Word: stilles
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...just a flash in the pan. Even at the end of the season, when the Cleveland papoose wound up in a blaze of glory-fanning 18 Detroit Tigers in one game for a new major-league record and topping both leagues with a total of 241 strikeouts-the experts still hesitated to call Feller great...
Tapping out their stories, the baseball writers applauded Yankee Di Maggie's homerun and Yankee Gordon's seemingly impossible one-handed catch of hard-hitting Cardinal Medwick's line drive, but the headlines were all for Bob Feller. The dimple-chinned kid, who still sleeps in a nightgown, pouts when he is dissatisfied and goes to zoos for amusement, was at last recognized as one of the greatest pitchers of all time. With paternal pride the experts pointed to the youngster's record so far this season: 14 victories and only three defeats (better than...
What ensued was a pull-devil-pull-baker-final whose drama was enlivened by balls bouncing off spectators' legs, jumping stymies, hitting flagpoles and miraculously falling into cups. On the 36th green, the match was still all even. On the first extra hole, the titans, each of whom had played the 36 holes in 10 under par, plopped their balls onto the green in 2. Picard was seven feet away from the cup. He tapped his ball gently, watched it sink out of sight. Nelson was five feet away from the cup. He tapped his ball gently...
...spite of Paul Smith's innovations, his brass, and his feverish activity (he will take over any job on the paper, from managing editor to leg man), the morning Chronicle still has the smallest circulation in San Francisco (104,893), carries the largest staff (wags say that at fires there are more Chronicle reporters than firemen). Hearst's Examiner still dominates the morning field with a circulation of 163,003 built on the best local coverage in town. Of the afternoon papers, Hearst's Call-Bulletin is a shrill screamer, the Scripps-Howard News a tired liberal...
Famed throughout Texas grew Pitchfork Smith's thunderous writings, his private battles, his oratorical eloquence. Old timers still quote from his street-corner oration on the death of John Barleycorn, the night before Prohibition took effect. One of his speeches ("When You Die, Will You Live Again?") was so highly esteemed by one P. S. Harris, president of Lucky Tiger Remedy Co., that Mr. Harris gave The Pitchfork a lifetime advertising contract, reprinted the speech and sent copies to every barbershop...