Word: yells
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...coach Zak Taylor. "We'd finish about 3:45 every day, and he'd always stay late," working out in the weight room. Younger brother Micah, 19, says Matt has always preferred action to words. "Matt works hard and does the best he can. A lot of people just yell, yell, yell, but Matt isn't like that. It's more of a lead-by-example thing with him." Despite his square-jawed handsomeness and his pony car, friends say, Matt was shy with girls. A rare dinner date would be at the Outback Steakhouse...
...behind the legendary howl in Iowa parodies himself in a new radio ad promoting Yahoo. "Next week I'm doing a book signing in OHIO!" he shrieks and then goes on to yell the names of other states. Can this man run the Democratic Party...
...When we cheer at home,” she says, “a lot of the Boston inner-city youth programs come, and all the little girls and all the little boys love us to death and make us feel like we’re rock stars. They yell our names out all day long, and at the end they run down and have us autograph their magazines...
...names aren't enough to lure you there, the tours run by Jonathan Wills should. The wildlife expert escorts boatloads of visitors around the 100-plus islands that make up the Shetland archipelago (the aforementioned pair included). His daylong Top of Britain cruise departs from another delightfully named island-Yell-and is a big crowd puller, with seal and seabird encounters aplenty as it slices through the bracing North Atlantic waters. "On every trip, I've shown visitors tens of thousands of seabirds and dozens of seals at very close range," says Wills. "Shetland is one of the best places...
...interest in the fate of the Red Sox—we wandered out into Harvard Square. En route, we saw a police car zooming along Mt. Auburn St., its megaphone on. “The Red Sox are going to the World Series!” the policeman inside yelled over and over again, his voice amplified and distorted. When we got to Mass. Ave., we followed the crowds streaming into Harvard Yard; drunken undergraduates were massed around the John Harvard statue cheering on the band, which had ranged itself on the steps of University Hall. We kept running into...