Word: swunged
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...short, straight drives. His approach shots were dead to the pin. His putter rarely missed. On the 15th his drive left him a 245-yd. carry over water to the green. "Mistuh Ford." said his caddy, "you better play it safe." "The hell I will, boy," said Ford. He swung his spoon, made the green and holed out for a birdie four...
Right from the start, the Cambridge crew, with two Americans in the boat, swung into a slow, traditional Oxford-Cambridge beat, their long, light-blue-bladed sweeps moving through a 90° arc, their bodies laid back, almost horizontal, at the end of each stroke. Oxford, though, rowed in an un-British style-their sweeps were shorter, the oarsmen pulled in shorter arcs, and at the end of each stroke the eight crewmen were still almost upright on their seats; they were depending on legs and arms for their drive...
...second floors and we worked him over. I've never seen a guy get such a beating. Finally he slumped down on his knees. We took the elevator to the second floor, picked him up and started to drag him out. All of a sudden he exploded, swung around with his handcuffs, knocked one cop cold onto the concrete and gashed another. It took the whole damn force on duty to stop him. Tough? I never seen a man that tough...
...demanding, possessive, of another race. Would you marry him?" Eartha: "That's a very silly question. Of course I would if I was inclined to be in love with him. But one or the other of us would have to go into the background." Unabashed, Tex swung again: "Would you marry a paleface?" Victim Kitt, still taken aback, said: "Yes, if I loved...
...outstretched. Facing her: Perle's arch-rival in the hostessing game, elegantly gowned and bejeweled Gwen Cafritz. Perle wheeled, looked wildly around for an escape route just as an alert photographer recorded this historic moment of truth (see cut) for posterity. Gwen nervously shifted her white mink stole, swung her evening bag against an onlooker. The bag flew open and coins, handkerchief and vanity poured to the floor. "Isn't this what would happen when I come to a Perle Mesta party?" Gwen remarked, scooping up the debris. But then Perle, good sport that she is, turned back...