[…] He's arguably the best pitcher on the Mets, the preening sportswriter writes, aspiring to Parnassus, which Red Smith reached by never using words like arguably.

“What got into that horse? Acted like it had a bee up its ass.” Henry stood with help and grimaced in the direction of his now peacefully grazing horse.

The needy groom, that never finger'd groat, Would make a miracle of thus much coin …

Scotland, so disappointing in defeat to Argentina a week ago, tryless against the comparative minnows of Georgia, carried all the menace and mobility.