Word: throws
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Then we were marched outside, told to strip off all our clothes, and ordered to sit down." Naked, the nuns were beaten fiercely, locked up without food and clothing for 24 hours in a small room. "Again and again they promised to kill us or eat us alive or throw us into the river in sacks...
...Rhome in return for a draft choice Jets Coach Weeb Ewbank did his best to explain the decision: "I'd have to say that the boy is accurate in the 10-to 15-yd. range," he said. "But I can't tell you whether he can throw long." Then, too, Rhome is only 6 ft. tall: "He might be too short for the pros." Only a cynic would point out that if Jerry Rhome is too short, so are such pros as Washington's Sonny Jurgenson, St. Louis' Charley Johnson New York...
...QUARTERBACK: Craig Morton, 21, University of California, 6 ft. 4 in., 215 Ibs. California had a dismal 3-7 record this year, but the scouts couldn't care less; nearly all chose Morton as their first-string QB. "You name it, he can throw it-short, long, fast, slow, drop back, roll out, standing up or falling down." Running close behind Morton is unbeaten Alabama's Joe Namath, 21 (6 ft. 2 in., 194 Ibs.), who has been handicapped this season by a banged-up knee but is still rated "the best drop-back passer in college." Another...
...Nichols play is a busy, gymnastic comedy of the absurd. Characters grunt and wheeze, climb stairs, assemble rusty iron beds, ride motor scooters, lose their pants, leap off bridges, throw knives. But the procession of sight gags only emphasizes the drift of the dialogue, supporting and not replacing the language of the playwright. As he approaches character from several directions, Nichols apparently feels particularly comfortable in a tenor of intelligent slapstick...
...liveliest moments, Les Abysses is unwittingly hilarious, an amateur Grand Guignol about a pair of sleazy, sullen chambermaids running amuck in Bedlam. When they are not dancing or screaming, they stab the furniture with hatpins, chip the plaster, bring in termites, pulverize the best china, wallop their mistress, throw fish at her daughter, uncork the wine vat, scrape rubbish off the floor and dump it into the master's soup. "What did you put in the closet?" asks one. "The chicken droppings," replies the sister...