Word: strides
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...such other oldtimers as Trumpeter Harry James in King Porter Stomp, Singers Ella Fitzgerald, Jo Stafford and Ray Eberle. But it was not until Benny meshed with his old quintet (including Teddy Wilson on piano and Red Norvo thrumming the vibraphone) that Maestro Goodman seemed to hit his old stride in syncopation so well arranged that it sounded like real jazz improvisation. His big band was helped little by a welter of panoramic views of its members, a well-intended effort by NBC to avoid a favorite TV bromide: closeup shots of musicians' tortured faces. Swing succeeded chiefly...
Back in the U.S., he had a fling at Hollywood again (26 frustrating weeks under a writer's contract), but began to hit his stride on Hallmark with his adaptations of Cradle Song and The Lark. But Little Moon, exuberantly greeted by most U.S. TV critics last week, seemed to mark a big upturn in Costigan's career. In it he grappled compassionately with "those forces in life that make it difficult or impossible," qualified as the kind of writer once described by Pascal in a line that Costigan likes to quote: ''I most admire those...
...Irish Ron Delany was jogging along in fine style when he heard the announcer report that Pacesetter Phil Coleman had finished the first three-quarters of the Bankers' Mile at the Chicago Relays in a fast 3:05. "I was only a stride behind," said Ron, and I could feel the energy flowing. I decided this was it." So the 22-year-old Villanova senior ran all out for the one thing that has been missing from his swift career on the track: a world record. He broke the tape in 4:03.4, two-tenths of a second faster...
Good Doer. No sooner had the ten-horse field settled into its stride at Santa Anita last week than Silky's strongest boosters began to worry about his form. Their favorite was only 28 lengths behind the leaders-for him that was hot pursuit. Maybe he was burning himself out early. But Silky had plenty in reserve. When the field carried wide on the stretch turn, he wove and darted toward the rail with the sure-footed skill of an All-American halfback. Silky shot under the wire a widening three lengths in front of his stablemate, Harcall. Said...
...bounced along, his head bobbing, his spikes scratching splinters in his peculiar, pecking stride. Then, rounding into the final quarter, he threw his head up in surprise. Rozsy had sprinted past him, was kicking downhill into the short straightaway. Puzzled, Ron turned it on. It seemed a little early for the final sprint, but if that was the way it had to be-well, Ron knew what to do. He lengthened his own stride, won by twelve lengthening yards...