Word: wallop
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...surgery, three-fourths complain. When Dr. Keats slipped such patients injections of simple salt solution instead of the narcotic they expected, 43% said that the pain went away. Other patients, told that they were to get "a new drug which was not very good,'' actually got a wallop of morphine; four out of 21 reported their pain no better, or actually worse, but when they got the salt solution an hour later, they suddenly felt fine...
Even for Texas, the fight was savage. Governor Allan Shivers, unbeaten and still packing a wallop after two decades in politics, was the official champ. Senator Lyndon Johnson, fast and clever, and seconded by implacable old House Speaker Sam Rayburn, was the challenger. The prize: control of the Texas Democratic Party, including its 56-vote delegation to the national convention. Last week, at more than 5,000 precinct meetings in 254 counties, Lyndon Johnson gave Allan Shivers a merciless drubbing, then added a couple of sharp kicks to make certain he would...
...Boston. Not for eleven years had an American won the annual Patriots' Day Marathon, a grind of 26 miles and 385 yards winding from suburban Hopkinton to the finish line at Exeter Street in downtown Boston. This year, after a decade of watching Japanese, Koreans and Finnish runners wallop America's best, loyal Bostonians saw a chance for victory. There were no entrants from Japan or Korea, and the Finns were represented by a pair of solemn runners who ranked no better than fifth and sixth in their own marathon-happy country...
...neat way she lifts one calf across the other while Romeo holds her aloft, she expresses womanly satisfaction in her conquest; at the marriage, the very line of her pouter-pigeon torso, stretching straight back to her pointed toes as she is held up, delivers an emotional wallop. But the high point of Ballerina Ulanova's performance is her fluttering despair when faced with a second suitor, and then her precipitous dash, head thrown back, down Verona's streets...
...itinerant competitors remain on remarkably good terms through the season. They live for golf, and the tournament grind leaves no patience for prima donnas. Mondays are usually for travel to the next tournament; Tuesdays and Wednesdays are dedicated to practice, mostly with the short irons. (Without the heft to wallop man-sized drives off the tee, the girls have to nibble at par by polishing their approach shots. Their chip shots are deadly, and a delight to watch.) Evenings, for all the gin rummy games or the inevitable cocktail parties, the real pros still find it hard to relax. Given...