Word: sweets
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Sweet Revenge. Impossible dreams have a way of ending. In that seventh game, Manager Red Schoendienst's cool, precisely professional Cardinals picked up and flew away with the Series, giving Boston only three hits and two runs, while clobbering five pitchers for ten hits and seven runs themselves...
...Cards, it was sweet revenge against the youngster who had handled them like Little Leaguers in his two previous starts. Every Redbird but Orlando Cepeda got on base. There was Shortstop Dal Maxvill, only .227 for the season, booming out a tremendous triple to start everything off in the third inning. And Castoff Yankee Roger Maris, driving in still another run, his seventh of the Series, to prove that he's the money player everybody said he wasn't. And Second Baseman Julian Javier, batting cleanup by default during Cepeda's slump and pounding out a three...
There is one story every tourist in Israel hears: the story of the Sabra fruit. Found on a cactus, the Sabra is covered with thorns. But despite its forbidding exterior, its center is soft red and sweet. Israel's young people, the tale concludes, are called Sabras, for they are like the Sabra fruit: hard on the outside but soft on the inside...
...where the cider barrels lay in a moist and dusty rank in the shadows past the open door. "Red bar'l, massah. Dat's de bar'l fo' a gentleman, massah." When the desire to play the obsequious coon came over him, Hark's voice became so plump and sweet that it was downright unctuous. "Marse Joe, he save dat bar'l for de fines' gentlemens...
...good or bad, even ol' Marse Joe, dey white folks day gwine make you feel black-assed. Never seed a white man smile at me befo'. How come dat 'plies, Nat? Figger a white man treat you right you gwine feel white-assed. Naw suh! Young Massah, old massah sweet-talk me, I jes' feel black-assed th'ough and th'ough. Figger when I gets to heaven like you say I is, do good Lord hisself even He gwine make old Hark feel black-assed, standin' befo' de golden throne. Dere He is, white as snow, givin...