Word: fisting
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 2000-2000
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...pursue legal action and prosecute McSorley in the courts is stepping too far. In a sport characterized by speed and contact, in a sport that pits large men against other large men in a small enclosed rink, in a sport that not only condones but practically encourages fist-fights, it is unreasonable to believe that tempers won't flare and altercations such as this won't happen. Additionally, coaches are just as guilty as players for spurring on such tragedies. They send out their big men with the explicit instructions, "Go out there and don't just dance...
...Without a beer in his fist, Brinton stands out among his peers. But heis still just one of the guys. And Brinton brags his choice of beverage doesnit hinder his social life in the least. In fact, he boasts, iYeah, it goes over pretty well [with the ladies...
...waving a Japanese flag. They are instantly booed. Their opponents, who I do not recognize, enter the ring, receiving deafening shouts of praise. Not knowing which team to root for, I sit back and watch the spectacle. It's no contest. As Wrestler One mercilessly and repeatedly throws his fist into Taka's face and stomach, Wrestler Two stretches the corners of his eyes with his index fingers to form a "slanty-eyes" face, and skips around the ring...
...known for hitting hard. In debate rehearsals, he plays the moderator while former Congressman Tom Downey takes Bradley's role. No one watches the real thing more intensely than Shrum; when Gore nails an answer they've practiced, he leaps from his chair and paces small circles, pounding a fist into his palm...
...delicate cadence of a professor singing out the most violent passages of Macbeth with a studied calm. He has, it seems, left his globe-striding, Gulfstream-riding, options-exercising CEO persona somewhere on the other side of this megadeal. The only flaw in this picture, frankly, is a fist-size interactive pager that is dancing between Levin's palm and his pocket. The pager chirps from time to time, and Levin pops it from its slate-gray plastic case, uses a thumbwheel to scroll through a few messages and then slips it back into its case. Occasionally, he pokes...