Word: mellowed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Nowhere, at any time, has losing ever been quite so much fun-at least for me. Princeton was leading, 51-14, Rex Blankenship and the inspired second team were driving deep in Tiger territory with 30 seconds left, and the Harvard Band was playing a mellow version of "Mickey Mouse." You just had to love it. Those of us left in section 35 were going wild. We had sat bored through the middle of the game, but now. in the last quarter, we were excited. We wanted Rex and his boys to score, and the sooner the better, so that...
...been the eleventh perfect game since professional baseball began 100 years ago. Cub Manager Leo Durocher was roundly unimpressed. The next day, when the Mets committed two errors in one inning and went on to lose to the Cubs 6-2, Durocher, who is neither magnanimous in victory nor mellow in defeat, smugly observed: "Those were the real Mets...
...cousin George's funeral (he was twenty-nine and died of fright)? Anyway, after fifteen minutes of kisses on the cheek and handshakes with good-natured (oh yes) ribbing about long hair and campus activism you realized the only way to survive was to get hopelessly drunk. And so, mellow and impish, you explained to your maiden aunt that it would be great to do away with marriage because it would end all discussion about pre-marital sex, and that it would be even greater to do away with the family because that would end occasional family get-togethers...
...unmistakable impact. Told to deal more firmly with whimsical requests, which are actually signs of anxiety, the nurses talked bluntly to troublesome patients. "Mrs. Jones," a nurse would say, "you really don't need that bedpan again, do you?" The free-and-easy approach had its understanding and mellow side. Sensing that a patient was particularly troubled, a nurse would ask if she could help, even if her charge had not rung...
...cousin George's funeral (he was twenty-nine and died of fright)? Anyway, after fifteen minutes of kisses on the cheek and handshakes with good-natured (oh yes) ribbing about long hair and campus activism you realized the only way to survive was to get hopelessly drunk. And so, mellow and impish, you explained to your maiden aunt that it would be great to do away with marriage because it would end all discusson about pre-marital sex, and that it would be even greater to do away with the family because that would end occasional family get-togethers...