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...Maine's three-run homer just broke us," senior outfielder Nicole Desharnais said. "After that the momentum really swung for them and we just couldn't get it back...

Author: By Deirdre K. Mcnamer, | Title: W. Softball Strikes Out in Cambridge | 4/11/1994 | See Source »

...tunes' head. The roles were set from then: Soloff showing incredible range in high notes mixed with David-like licks in the middle range, Watson with veritable sheets of sound wailing, and Jackson with a mature and noticeably improved opening solo. Running alongside, bassist Richard Reid was consistent and swung well, while drummer Louis Hayes' creative intensity locked with Williams' comping style. Williams' own solo included everything from neo-bop lines to booming bass octaves with his left hand, putting his own mark on the tune...

Author: By Eric D. Plaks, | Title: Stellar Sextet Puts On All That Jazz | 3/24/1994 | See Source »

...occupied territories, he was entitled to carry the weapon wherever he went. Speaking good Arabic, "he asked to go inside during the prayers," said Abu Sarah. "I said it is forbidden. He said, 'I am the officer in charge here, and I must go in.' " With that, Goldstein swung his rifle butt into Abu Sarah's shoulder, knocking him down, and then rushed into the mosque...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: When Fury Rules | 3/7/1994 | See Source »

...over nose first. The stricken craft smashed into an alley about 500 yds. northeast of the target site the Rangers had first assaulted, its rotors chewing off the corner of a one-story building. Maier's decision was instantaneous. "I'm going in," he announced into his headset, and swung his aircraft toward the street corner. The space was so narrow that his blades barely cleared the houses on both sides as he set his bird on the ground...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Amid Disaster, Amazing Valor | 2/28/1994 | See Source »

...winter swung into full gear this year, I began pulling out my itinerary more and more just to reassure myself that it existed. With each new foot of snow that fell, I thought of a new strategy to procure maximum beads at the parades. With each bad Harvard Dining Services meal, I thought of the craw-fish and seafood gumbo that awaited me in the Big Easy...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Of Booze, Beads and Blondes | 2/24/1994 | See Source »

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