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...better than that." Relaxing Flap. Kidd has such natural talent that he can scorn the accepted theories of track. He runs so far forward on his feet that he seems to be tottering along on tiptoe. Instead of pumping his arms gracefully to help his balance and stride, Kidd often lets his hands trail at his sides and awkwardly shakes his fingers as though flicking off water. "I started flapping my hands when I used to feel tight, and the flapping seemed to relax me," says Kidd. "I'm certainly not going to change now. After...
...important part of Soviet foreign policy these days floats to the outside world on a thick black tide of oozing oil. Russian oil salesmen with barter deals in their briefcases stride the sidewalks of Beirut, Colombo and Tokyo. Earnest technicians from Moscow probe the earth in India, Ghana, Cuba and Pakistan to help the locals find petroleum of their own. Fat tankers chug out of the Black Sea toward a score of nations already signed up at bargain-basement prices for Commilube, the fuel of friendship...
Inman started in the right corner, but didn't hit his stride till midway in the ason. He has quick moves for a 6 ft., 5 incher, and handles himself well outside under the basket. The third star was captain Sid Davis, a 5 ft., 10 in. guard who es just about everything which budding Bob Cousys dream about. Besides his e outside shooting, Davis is an expert ball-handler, an ability that was noticeable its absence on the varsity this year...
...against Don Kirkland, the Crimson's question mark, and Gus Schumacher. But Kirkland, who has developed into a top-notch competitor, killed that idea by staying with Bowers for 880 yards and sending Schumacher off even with Buchta. Schumacher, running behind the diminutive Buchta, was forced to chop his stride, and tried near the end of his leg, falling 10 yards behind...
...kids-and a number of shy male track stars. Tentative applause rippled around the gloomy tiers of the Garden at the mention of her name by the announcer ("The woman of the year in all sports through the world"). Then Wilma began to run with her long, floating stride, and suddenly the cigar-chewing track buffs-the men who had seen them all-began to cheer like schoolboys...