As the ad rolls on, the audience will start to see Gatorade in almost every clip. Ethos is displayed through each Gatorade bottle or logo shown since it is a house product and name. Each Gatorade bottle is cleverly mixed in with the pathos part of this second half of this ad. While showing Jordan playing ball with his friends in a gym, the camera shows him just hanging out with his friends drinking Gatorade. After this clip, Gatorade decided to show kids playing sports and drinking Gatorade.
Walter Dean Myers novel Hoops is about a young black boy, Lonnie, who dreams of becoming a professional basketball player, "My game is my fame, and I knew it was together" (2). Coming from a broken home and living in a bad neighborhood, Lonnie sees that becoming a basketball player could be his escape from Harlem. Lonnie has a bad relationship with his mother to the point where he doesn't even sleep in her house sometimes. Instead he sleeps in the hotel he works at. While at the hotel one day Lonnie sees across the street that the gas station was being rob, taking this as an advantage Lonnie runs across the street and steals a case of alcohol planning to sell it.
Renault does the job of kicking the bottle (and trash bin) out of the frame, and then the camera pans up Renault’s body as he walks behind Rick. The shot ends with both men in the frame, Rick in front once again. Skipping to the end, both men walk down the lane together, passing the camera, and then walking away from the camera. The camera slowly rises and the screen fades to
He received the key when he successfully coached the fifth grade girls to the basketball championship. Richard, John, and Pasquale maneuver through the museum and finally approach the safe room. Pasquale pulls out his equipment and slowly drills through the safe door. He breaks the barrier and tosses in the gas. The gas takes out the cameras and stalls the motion detectors.
He walks awkwardly down the hall with his shoulders slightly hunched inward and mouth slightly ajar. He adjusts his glasses as giggles of blonde chicks pass him and he encounters the brawny jocks at the corner. We all see what is bound to occur, and yet we sit there yelling at the television for something to happen; for the summer that will change it all, for his transformation, for our win.
Montenegro 's funky arena was an instant hit. Tonight four boys ages 11 to 15-Omar, Alfonso, Eric, and Antonio--hurtle against the ropes, which slingshot them into the center of the ring. They bound gleefully, learning the choreography for such classic moves as the "tiger jump," vaulting melodramatically into the ring, and the "scissors," jumping from the ropes to wrap your legs around your opponent 's neck. The scene would have been unimaginable six years ago, when I last visited Juarez, the largest city in Chihuahua state. Child 's play had been banished from public spaces as drug cartels battled street by street to control the border city, a gateway to the lucrative U.S. drug
Bacardi and Coke, my favorite drink. It was at my first work-related ball I had my first drink. Once that drink hit my taste buds, life was never the same. One minute I’m having fun then I’m legless, beyond drunk and passed out in the ladies toilet with vomit covering my new green dress. In front of other work-colleagues, like a wounded animal hanging off a pole, four male friends of mine, carried me across the ballroom floor, down the stairs to the street below.
Everything had evolved into artwork. Footsteps interrupted Chayton’s admiration and without hesitation, he made a fast exit. As he stumbled down a crumbling staircase he could hear someone struggling to follow him. He emerged from the building sweating bullets. Jumping into his car, he escaped with the only thing that mattered.
“The Pedestrian” by Ray Bradbury is a short story which has a key incident; the main character being arrested for walking on his own. It is set in a dystopian 2053 as predicted by Ray Bradbury, where everyone stays inside in the evenings watching TV, and having an evening walk is an insane thing to do. The key incident of the story is Leonard Mead being arrested for going out on an evening walk. The police car tells him to halt, and flashes a bright light on him. He is then questioned by the car: “““What are you doing out?” “Walking,” said Leonard Mead.
The states Nevada, Montana, Oregon, and Delaware were then allowed to promote sport gambling within their state, leaving forty-six states unable to do so. Although all four states are allowed to do so, Nevada is the only to allow single game bets, while the others force parlays, multi-bet cards, or allow only one sport, which gives this state the edge in what helps lead to their monopoly of sport gambling in America. Since 1992, the sports industry has grown immensely and looking forward is expected to do the same, and the interest and demand in sport gambling has grown at the same rate if not faster. With Daily Fantasy coming into the sports society, and becoming more and more relevant, the criticism in the similarities to regular betting is growing, and with daily fantasy powerhouses Draftkings and Fanduel merging, that industry is clearly on the rise as
The film the Grand Budapest Hotel is a recount of the life of a boy named Zero and how he comes to own the Grand Budapest Hotel. The film starts off as Zero being a young lobby boy who is shown the ropes by Gustave, the concierge of the hotel. Gustave is known to romance the older guests of the hotel and because of this
America You are at your boyfriends house playing video games when the power goes out and lighting strikes, lighting up the dark shy. You jump and throw down your controller. You don 't do well during storms, you begin to shake and tears threaten to escape your eyes. ' 'Y/n, babe, it 's okay. Come here. '
As they are driving along, the smooth road turns rocky. As they are driving, Kevin hears the sound of the leaves cracking as they drove over them. He realizes they aren 't on a main road anymore. Kevin 's phone keeps ringing, but he can 't wiggle his hands enough the reach it in his pocket. Then all the sudden, the car stops.
“YOU HAVEN’T WHAT?” They heard Bitty screech from the kitchen. As the short, yet properly terrifying, southern boy stomped into the living room, Jack shrugged, “I haven’t seen High School Musical. What’s the big deal?” Shitty almost literally flung himself down the stairs, “What’s the big deal? !” He shouted, “High School Musical is a vital movie that every child should experience!” Bitty, face stone cold, said, “Yes. And we are watching it right now.” Jack frowned, “Do I have to?” The two yelled, “YES.” Bitty takes charge in dragging Jack to the couch, and even though Jack wasn’t fighting, Bitty more or less sat on him while staring angrily.