Word: sweated
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Coach Lloyd Jordan said that Ron Eikenberry would definitely start in place of Jim Joslin at right halfback. Otherwise the lineup will be the same as that which started against Cornell last week. Joslin worked out lightly yesterday in sweat clothes, but did no contact work...
...afternoon last week three freshmen in sweat suits paused to watch a pair of crack runners on the track at Soldiers Field, studying the form of the big man in the NYAC garb and his slightly smaller companion wearing H.A.A. insignia...
...Sweat pouring down his face, Nehru tried again and again to get back to his speech. The well-organized students hooted him down. The Prime Minister abandoned his text. "You have no guts. This is fascism! Communism is its brother. Before all this, Gujarat is a small problem. This tendency is suicidal." The booing persisted. Nehru shouted: "You know what would happen if you did this in China? You know what happened in Poland recently? You want India to shape the way you have behaved? Juvenile delinquents!" Eighty-two minutes after he had started talking, Nehru gave...
People who sweat out an ordinary, humdrum existence make up a world ever at war with "night people." This is the opinion advanced by a late-hour New Jersey disk jockey named Jean (after Victor Hugo's Jean Valjean) Shepherd, 33, whose burgeoning radio audience (estimated at 400,000) is largely a cult of Shepherd zealots...
...rating up to 43.7-highest in two years. Actor Charles Laughton, his glib tongue in his dumpling cheek, introduced Elvis with: "Ed insisted I give a high tone to the proceedings," then, to the frenzied shrieks of the teenagers, let Hillbilly Presley take over. Crooner Presley, sideburns dripping with sweat and goose grease, mumbled through three songs, gave his guitar a thorough clouting, contorted his mouth suggestively and his pelvis more so. When it was over, parents and critics, as usual, did a lot of futile grumbling at the vulgarity of this strange new phenomenon that must somehow be reckoned...