Word: worsted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...artillery shell bursts 50 yards from him, gouging out a small crater through the slime. A breeze wafts away the cloud of smoke and detritus, the rifleman listens for a moment and then stands up. "Man!" he exclaims, scraping mud from his caked body. "This just must be the worst place in the world...
...support a continuation of the Administration's course argue that its policies have just begun to pay off. When the U.S. went into Viet Nam in force 30 months ago, its object was to avert an imminent Viet Cong victory. Now, says Westmoreland, "the enemy is in the worst posture he has been in since the war started." Admittedly, pacification is lagging woefully, and the South's army, officered largely by opportunists or languid political appointees, is a major weakness. Nonetheless, the Communists have lost ten times more men than the U.S. since 1961, and have...
...sooner had Hurricane Beulah stormed ashore to ravage the Texas coast than she began to perish, thrashing violently apart in the lush, low valleys of the U.S.-Mexican border. But Beulah died hard. Last week, as her final throes dumped 30-in. cloudbursts on the area, the worst floods in Texas' history came smashing down the usually somnolent Rio Grande River. From upstream Rio Grande City and Camargo down to Brownsville and Matamoros at the Gulf, south Texas and Mexico were wracked by a disaster more devastating than the hurricane...
Every fall Broadway recovers its touching faith that "it looks like a good season." Every spring Shubert Alley echoes with moans of lamentations that "the worst season ever" has just passed. In the very first week of the new season, there was already a springlike sense...
...hoped that the Press would take the hint. Maggots all, they swarmed around our heroes who were innocent and obliging in their little boy knickers and knee sox. We--the public--had created the Press, or perhaps they created us. In any case, they polluted the field with our worst qualities, our inane curiosity and opportunism. They messed about Yastrzemski as if to pull him down. Solid, neatly divided in two equal parts by his black belt, loosening up with grace and some levity, the Great God Yaz seemed impentrable in his excellence. The Press could not touch...