Word: wellerli
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Outfield: Another freshman will tell the story here. Bruce Weller takes over for Santos-Buch in center, and according to coach Alex Nahigian, his range is comparable to the departed. If this is true, and Weller is at least an average hitter, Harvard has hit the jackpot again. Although not usually considered a skill position, a swift, dependable center fielder is a rare commodity, and finding two in arow is almost too much...
...Weller falters, Danny Bowles will likely play center, although Nahigian prefers him starting in right. Bowles, a lefty swinger with a sweet stroke, is a fine hitter and a good fielder--his arm may be the best on the club. His only question-mark may be an ability to hit lefties, but only because he has not seen many. Bowles in right will be a Crimson strength...
Following a Wigglesworth goal to open the second half, Minuteman Jim Weller interrupted the Harvard show momentarily to pump in the second half of his afternoon deuce. Having seen enough, the red-hot Wigglesworth took a pass and went into a spinning fake that left two stunned UMass defensemen wiping the dust from their eyes while he launched a cannon for his final goal...
...fast-dealing, fast-talking zillionaire with a penchant for keeping women in overdecorated Manhattan pads. She is "Bones," a TV producer and longtime protégée who revolts against Max by making careerist demands and carrying on with an off-off-Broadway playwright (Peter Weller). King is too much of a pussycat to convey the hero's toughness, but he delivers Allen's best sallies with crackling speed ("I'll tell you who lives in New Jersey! Cousins live in New Jersey!"). Though MacGraw is no comedian, she is animated and playful for the first...
...Tony Roberts' gay Hollywood magnate is clearly drawn. Dina Merrill, while quite nutty as Max's institutionalized wife, is left stranded between farce and tragedy. The playwright is inconsistently written as both a pretentious aesthete and an idealized heartthrob; finally his plot strand peters out, and poor Weller disappears without explanation. By then, Allen and Lumet have forsaken both laughter and romance for some muddy philosophizing: Hollywood deal making, it abruptly turns out, is a metaphor for male-female relationships. Maybe so, but it is hard to believe that the creators of Just Tell Me What You Want...