Word: knowingly
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Dates: during 1980-1980
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...stared at me like I was from Cleveland and then started laughing like a madman (and you know the rumors about him). How rude. I was thoroughly insulted and felt the least he could do was answer an intelligent question in a halfway intelligent manner. But no, not Bill Veeck. He's too busy owning the Twins and buying the Seahawks to talk with us fans, the people who make it possible for him to own and buy all those teams and be rich and famous. The nerve...
...that the shipbuilder from Cleveland doesn't know how to use injuries as a weapon... How many of you fans fell for the old injured reserve trick this year? You know, letting Rupert Jones and Oscar Gamble sit out the first half of the year with "ailments" (ha) while All-Around-The-Town Bobby Brown, Jim LeFebvre and Dennis Werth caught everyone by surprise with their enthusiastic hustle and snappy bats. With the All-Star break behind us, George the S. has resurrected vets Jones and Gamble, who, fresh from Caribbean vacations, will add their well-known offensive talents...
Today the word "Miami" is always linked to bad news--a report on racial tensions, drug abuse, or an ongoing street war between Cuban and Colombian smugglers. Miami is more prosperous than ever, but those who live there know it is a decadent prosperity, that of a civilization that has lost its way and can find security only in the worship of gold. It is as if Miamians were playing the final scene of an epic morality play in which, led astray by egocentrism, complacency, and boundless greed, those who dreamed of Miami as the tropical Zion destroyed the dream...
...especially true now that Spanish is a necessary job skill in Miami. Most Blacks don't have the money it takes to learn Spanish, and in any case many jobs require employees to be completely bilingual. There are even some places in Miami where "bilingual" means that you must know some English...
There is a new Muhammad Ali. Gone is the gentle smirk, the I-know-this-is-all-a-game look he would flash when reciting one of his poems. The words no longer flow. Instead, Ali forces them out. You can almost hear him thinking, "Got to sell this fight, got to...sell...this...fight." Ali now waves both arms like a broken wind-mill when he rants and raves. He has become a professional wrestler. He is Gorilla Monsoon...