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...guys ever praise anybody or anything without running down somebody else? This time, via the Lombardi story, you overinflate football by the glib expedient of deflating basketball, tennis, hockey, boxing and baseball. Talk about a slow-motion bore: huddle, slap, squat, shift, squat, pass, incomplete, whistle, penalty, time out, substitution, huddle, slap, squat, shift, squat, pass, incomplete, whistle, penalty, substitution, huddle, slap, squat, shift, pass, fumble, gun, final score: 0-0-and the fans could be all the way to Chicago by jet, and return...
...other sport offers so much to so many. Boxing's heroes are papier-mache champions. Hockey is gang warfare, basketball is for gamblers, and Australia is too far to travel to see a decent tennis match. Even baseball, the sportswriters' "national pastime," can be a slow-motion bore: finger resin bag, touch cap, look for sign, shake head, shake again, check first, big sigh, wind up, finally pitch. Crack! Foul ball-and the fans could be halfway to Chicago by jet. Even a good thing palls when the games go on day after day for six months. Football...
...object that the right to answer oui or non to a government's proposals is no substitute for democratic debate. De Gaulle shrugs aside such remonstrances. "Foam," he cries, "nothing but the foam of the wave. The depths of the popular wave are with me." The election results bore...
...spacemen were justifiably proud when their grapefruit-sized Vanguard I, the first U.S. satellite, continued to circle the earth long after later-launched rivals, both U.S. and Russian, bit the atmosphere. Now their pride has soured; Vanguard I has become a bore and a nuisance. Its radio voice, powered by solar cells, is still on the air after 4½ years. Its reports translate to nothing more important than "Here I am." And unstoppable broadcasts, which may well persist for 1,000 years, clutter up a precious radio channel...
...miscellany about the College and the men who made it. But to take more than 17 pages at a single sitting you must also be infatuated with Richard Bissell '36, who, as we soon learn, is a Harvard alumnus, a Harvard son, a Harvard father, and an exuberant Harvard bore...