Word: targets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...high. In challenging Light-Heavyweight Champion Joey Maxim, one-time Welterweight (147 Ibs.) Champion Robinson was aiming to become the third man in ring history ever to hold three titles.*For ten rounds, sweltering under the ring lights at Yankee Stadium one night last week, Robinson was right on target, bombing bumbling Maxim with a brilliant series of rights & lefts, throwing his punches in bunches and dancing skillfully out of harm...
...Maxim was content to bide his time, using his superior weight in the clinches to tire out the challenger. The strategy, such as it was, began to pay off. In Round 13, Sugar Ray, his eyes glazing and his legs rubbery, threw a prodigious right. It missed the target by a yard and Robinson sprawled on the canvas. While Maxim eyed him incredulously, the bell rang and Robinson was lugged to his corner by his handlers. Fifty seconds later, when the warning buzzer sounded, Robinson was still sprawled out on stool and ropes, unable to move. The bell rang...
...still makes her way from the Hotel Cristina to the hushed chambers of the Casa de la Lonja. There, head bent low, she still pores over the endless viceroys' reports, ships' logs and diaries. But in all the decades she has been in Seville, her chief target has never changed: today, she is the world's leading expert on Columbus' crew...
...bridge chair, a dozen Banshee jets and 14 TBM3 torpedo bombers were catapulted off. The President ducked behind the bridge windscreen as the planes buzzed low over the carrier, and craned his neck as they skimmed over Copacabana beach. After watching the jets deliver rocket attacks on a towed target, he hastily stuffed cotton in his ears as the ships' antiaircraft guns opened up on the airsleeve...
Thieves & Urchins. In spite of this success, Louis remained a tormented soul. He was still the victim of the school's thieving servants ("The blind are prey to anyone who wishes to prey . . ."), still a target for jeering urchins in the street ("The blind are animals to the Parisians"). But worst of all was the thought of being cut off from virtually all books and written knowledge. "How can I arrange to see?" Louis wrote in his clumsy fashion one day. "How is it possible for me to read that which has been set down by the seeing?" Louis...