Word: pitching
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Conway, Ark., Pitcher Woody Jobe served up a fast ball that broke the batter's nose, then snapped off a second pitch that broke his own arm. In Salem, N.H., the local athletic club lost its biggest game when a black snake slithered out of Shortstop Bruce Magoon's glove just as he was about to scoop up an easy grounder...
Margaret Truman laid aside her pitch pipes and throat sprays to spend a "restful weekend" in Newport, R.I. with Madame Minister Perle Mesta, attended an American Legion carnival and rode the Ferris wheel with her hostess...
...million U.S. Negroes would never fight in a war against Soviet Russia. But, as many a big-league pitcher could have told the committee, Jack Roosevelt Robinson, organized baseball's first Negro and the National League's leading batter, was never a guy to bunt a fat pitch with the bases loaded. Testifying before the House Committee on Un-American Activities, Jackie Robinson quickly dismissed Robeson's statement as "silly." But there was something else he wanted...
Reuther swung into action. Telegram after telegram was read to the convention from Ford locals, reporting overwhelming votes in favor of a strike against Ford. Despite the fact that the "news" was weeks old, the delegates roared applause after each reading. When the pitch was right, Reuther asked them to give his executive board authority to levy a special $1-a-week-for-twelve-weeks strike assessment on all employed U.A.W. members. From their seats behind long, banquet-like tables, the delegates shouted approval. It meant a war chest of some $10 million...
...customers who still did not get the pitch, the program notes explained: "Dali sees the whole romantic philosophy of Wagner as an uninterrupted complex of impotence. An exasperating procession of wheelbarrows, heavy with the earth of reality, struggling up toward the inaccessible heaven of the ecstasy of love, at the summit of which there is only a precipice-love in death and death in love . . ." Only the New Statesman and Nation had the wit to smile at such Daliance and say the sanest thing heard in the hubbub: "How odd that people should have taken Mad Tristan ... so seriously...