In a game at Del Norte High, for example, the bases were loaded with two outs. Just as the Huskies' Dan Gibbs released the ball after his windup, a decidedly pernicious wind blew his cap off. On the way to the plate, the ball went into the cap. They traveled together about three feet before the wind blew the cap to the shortstop. The ball fell off to the left, about 20 feet in front of the mound, before slowly dribbling out of the park through a gate.
All the runners moved up one base. Fortuna lost, 15-5.
DOLLARS AND SENSE
The Super Bowl telecast moves into prime time in January with the maximum cost of a one-minute commercial—now priced at $288,000—expected to increase for the evening viewing hour. CBS, which has paid the NFL $3.5 million for TV rights to the game, is expected to have to pony up another $1 million for the time shift.
For the U.S. Collegiate Sports Council, the above numbers are both frustrating and ironic. Charged with the task of sending a U.S. team to the World University Games in Sofia, Bulgaria in August, the council has yet to find any corporation willing to donate money to sponsor the team. So far, the USCSC has realized less than 15% of the $378,000 needed to send a full team to the games, an Olympics-like international competition for college athletes between the ages of 17 and 28. The money the council has may be enough only to send the gymnastics and swimming teams, 16 fewer teams than a full contingent.
When the World University Games were last staged, in Moscow in 1973, the U.S. entered a full squad for the first time. Unless new money is forthcoming, it also may be the last.
Those watching the eighth race at Massachusetts' Suffolk Downs on closed-circuit TV two weeks ago thought something had gone wrong with the sets. There on the screen was Jockey Vinnie Amico with a long, ghostly "thing" streaming from his neck. Those who were watching the race live knew what the "thing" was, but could scarcely believe what had happened.
Just as the horses broke from the gate, a runaway kite dived into the infield, its 200-foot string stretching across the track like a clothesline. Amico, aboard Mr. Domenic F., rode into the string, which became entangled around his neck. As Jockey Jimmy McCloskey aboard Cartour moved up behind Amico, he too became entangled in the string. For nearly a furlong it was neck and neck—jockeys, not horses—until McCloskey managed to free himself from the string at the eighth pole. Amico carried the string to the wire, where he finished out of the money. As he pulled his horse up, he glumly unwound the string from his neck. The crowd, which sent Mr. Domenic F. off as the 8-to-5 favorite, wasn't happy, either. No one claimed the kite.