Word: zinged
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...ball harder than I was. I need something with a little more power." On this technological subject, he went so far as to suggest that West German Boris ("Boom-Boom") Becker, 17, the spectacular find of the tournament, was a souped-up shortcutter without a solid wooden foundation. But zing is more than string. McEnroe also had to admit, "I felt a little old out there...
Miami's garment district, once run chiefly by Italians and East European Jews, is another enclave of Cubans. Their plants and showrooms sprawl over several square miles of Dade County and offer everything from sportswear to accessories. "The Cubans really put some zing into this industry," says Erwin Fine, owner of Florida Thread and Trimmings. "Almost 100% of the small manufacturers are Cuban, almost 100% of the contractors, big and small, are Cuban, and almost all the top management is Cuban...
...also casts a new light on urban gentrification by baby boomers and yuppies. Long favored in discos and nightclubs, neon is now the fashionable accompaniment to monkfish and Moussy. A welter of tubes puts the zing in San Diego's Fat City restaurant, highlighting 1950s artifacts for the young crowd. At Ichabod's, a trendy West Side Manhattan eatery that opened in March, the visual draw is an imposing Ionic column swathed in blue neon. "Neon is big with the more hip," says Chicago Interior Designer Laura L. Pedian, who did the Wells Street Journal, a local restaurant, in restful...
...natural talent for mugging, but when she tries, typically, to cope with an eccentric dentist who wears a Superman suit, or to record a hit country tune in Nashville, or to interview an underwater hockey team, the jokes sometimes seem forced. Even on TV, though, the zingers can zing: having decided, unaccountably, to interview a pig, she starts off, "Hi, I think I used to date your brother...
...from bland to bludgeon: Class of 1984. Mark Lester, who has put some zing into his earlier melodramas (Truck Stop Women, Stunts), here borrows from George Armitage's cult Gothic, Massacre at Central High, to create an adolescent colony as teeming and desolate as an American Gulag. The principal is a blinkered hypocrite; the biology prof (Roddy McDowall) teaches chromosomes at gunpoint. And the school toughs-moral crustaceans dressed in swastika T shirts and the very latest leather-are led by no ordinary psychopath. Stegman (Timothy Van Patten) is also a musical prodigy: as he directs a gang rape...