He'd shoot from wingovers, zooms, and barrel rolls, and after a few passes the sleeve was ribbons.

" He'd always got drunk after the show but it had never got to the point where it would jeopardize the show itself.

He'd been a reporter and a writer of screenplays before and after the war ; and one of his books documents the experiences of concentration camp survivors, several of whom cite the plaintiff as the source of their suffering.

" ( Sensational ) He'd say this after an impressive play.

Featured on the cover of the January 1981 issue of Contemporary Keyboard magazine ( a story that was reprinted in Contemporary Keyboards book on the greatest rock keyboardists ), DeYoung described many of his steps along the way through his keyboard-playing career: He'd never played an acoustic piano until the recording session for 1972's " Lady "; he recorded the track for 1979's " Babe " in a friend's basement on a Rhodes electric piano he'd never touched before ; the odd feeling of switching back to playing accordion for the song " Boat On The River " and discovering how small the keys felt to his fingers after years of playing electric organs and pianos.

He'd hit behind Maury, take pitch after pitch after pitch.

He'd wanted her to go back to a normal girl's life after she had gotten her revenge due to the brutality of the life of a Samurai, and he often tries again to convince her to do so whenever situations that he doesn't think she can handle arise.

After recording the second version of the song, Lennon wanted to do something different with it, as Martin remembered: " He'd wanted it as a gentle dreaming song, but he said it had come out too raucous.

He'd rather stand out than fit in ; and Dion has no time for anyone who doesn't " get " that.

He'd be out there squinting because he could see, at midnight, the moonlight and shadows, and that was his way of not seeing the weeds or imperfections that would plague him during the day ..." Talking of the tranquility he felt at Friar Park, Harrison once said: " Sometimes I feel like I'm actually on the wrong planet, and it's great when I'm in my garden.

He'd come out and show me that big fist of his when I wasn't bearing down the way he thought I should.

He'd say, "... went to bank ... had problem ... sat down ... couldn't get out ... killed a woman ... very sad ...".

Comparing Richards to Lemon, Bannister said, " He'd post the lineups 10 minutes before the game, and only then we'd find out who was playing and where.

: He'd take me out to the pit.

: He'd make an example out of me.

He'd end up doing all of that and I was the one that got squeezed out ; I was doing almost nothing.

He'd skipped out on several local Democratic club meetings, and his campaign Website hadn't been updated since 2011.

He'd been carrying the injury since the start of the season, and the collision led to a full break, putting White out for six weeks.

He'd like to have Aika to go out with him, but she refuses.

He'd snuck out of the window to Blackpool with his friends.

He'd consult the daily directory in the lobby and find a party — usually a Bar Mitzvah reception — and he would go up to the room and ask to speak to whoever was paying for the affair.

He'd have his drive all spic ' n ' span when he left the house, then get home to find all these empty cans.

He'd find a disappointed Flynn, who had already sold all his gear in preparation for the move.

He'd be an idiot to let them stay he thought, but he couldn't send them on, either.

He'd started a fire and put coffee on, and now was busy at the work board of his chuck wagon.

He'd come alone, without his wife and child.

He'd been in an angry mood: Conchita had thought his face almost ugly with the anger in him.

He'd told Hank Maguire and Luis Hernandez about his wife's refusal to come with him and about what he now intended to do.

He'd hoped to catch Jesse Macklin there.

He'd put on his old brown corduroy coat and it was already soaked.

He'd mounted up immediately and raced with a revolver ready toward the spot from which he'd estimated the shot had come.

He'd grin.

He'd shoot at anything if it was the rear end of a horse or his own sentry.

He'd come East for the christening, by God he would.

He'd not care about getting waked so he could give up some of his whisky to a slit of a kid and maybe lose one of his hiding places in the bargain.

( He'd get the engine oil flowing with an electric heater under a big canvas cover.

He'd landed the plane on a small airstrip in Connecticut and as soon as the aircraft had coasted to a stop, everyone had burst into chatter at the same moment.

He'd have to start going to some of the other places again.

He'd been there several times, back when, while he and Radic had been friends, or at least not enemies.

He'd mentioned it, himself, at church and everybody seemed to have the idea that Tolley had left because Jenny had jilted him for Roy Robards.

He'd had no idea how unhappy his sweet peach had been.

He'd have to think, but the main thing, the imperative necessity, was to leave before Sam Bentley was up and about, and before Millie detained him with sympathy.

He'd tell Sabella about the nightmare.

He'd just admitted it to me.

He'd not only told me so, he'd proved it.

" While Frank Miller has described the relationship between Batman and the Joker as a " homophobic nightmare ," he views the character as sublimating his sexual urges into crimefighting, concluding, " He'd be much healthier if he were gay.

He'd spearheaded the Ace line, he was the originating editor-in-chief of the Avon paperback list in 1945, and I think he was hurt and took it personally.

He'd been sent by Pittsburgh's GM Branch Rickey to evaluate Clemente's teammate Joe Black, a pitcher Rickey himself had originally signed for the Dodgers and was now thinking of reacquiring for Pittsburgh.