?Songwriter Eric Gnezda of Columbus, Ohio, worked very quickly and three days after the incident came up with a song entitled Pallone Again, Naturally, sung to the tune of Gilbert O'Sullivan's 1972 hit Alone Again (Naturally). The parody contains these immortal lines: "Guess who blew the call. I'm not surprised at all. Pallone again, naturally."
?Because Charles Bronfman, chairman of the board of the Montreal Expos, was in Europe, his place on the executive committee was taken by Expo president Claude Brochu. This created an awkward situation because Cincinnati general manager (and former Montreal G.M.) Murray Cook, who argued Rose's case before the committee, recently married Brochu's ex-wife.
BEN LEXCEN, 1936-1988
SI's Sarah Ballard remembers Ben Lexcen, the Australian boat designer who died of a heart attack on May 1 at the age of 52:
Australians aren't much for hero worship. An innate skepticism tells them that the feet inside a general's boots are probably made of clay. The fellow they trust is the ordinary bloke, and a true hero is an ordinary bloke who beats the odds.
Ben Lexcen beat the odds on behalf of Australia's ordinary blokes when he applied his eccentric genius to the design of a winged keel for Australia II. In 1983 that "little white pointer," as he called the boat, wrested the America's Cup from the New York Yacht Club for the first time in the event's 132-year history.
Australia II's victory, which was attributed largely to Lexcen's innovative design, set off a celebration Down Under the likes of which hadn't been seen since the end of World War II. "I didn't think anything could be so powerful as winning the Cup," Lexcen said a year later. "People every day still come up to me in the street and shake my hand." Lexcen was the most approachable of heroes. His broad shoulders were stooped, and his thick dark hair was frequently in disarray from his habit of running his hands through it. His blue eyes—behind glasses that were forever sliding down his nose—were kind, and his humor was an ever-ready antidote to the deadly serious business that the America's Cup has become.
Lexcen had an Australian's healthy disrespect for privilege. Once, having attended a meeting of wealthy New York yachtsmen, he said, "I thought you had to be sharp in New York. I was stunned. I'm going to find out what business those guys are in, and then I'm going to get into it. I'll be a rich man."
When he died, he had far greater riches of another sort: a nation full of friends and admirers.
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