Posts Tagged 'fertof'

Jumble Spoiler – 07/28/12

Archery

Archery (Photo credit: Vassilis Online)

Visual Description:  The archery event at the Olympics.

MOGOR  =  GROOM,  KIHNT  =  THINK,  FERTOF  =  EFFORT,  CAMOST  =  MASCOT   —   Giving us:  GRNETAOT

Clue/Question:  After three bulls-eyes in a row, his goal of winning an Olympic gold medal was this.

Answer:  ONTARGET

green version of line art drawing of an archer...

green version of line art drawing of an archer or bowman (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

(Great clue word scrambling.  I had a little trouble getting “effort”, and as it turns out we’ve had the jumble “fertof” before!  The answer letter layout was pretty impressive.  The answer itself was pretty simple though.  I guess a lot of the shooting events have people of all types.  Be well and do good, friends.)   —   YUR

Jumble Spoiler – 06/02/11

Boy and Tree

Image by Billie Hara via Flickr

Visual Description:  “Barefoot boy, with cheeks of tan!”

NOOIN  =  ONION,  TIENW  =  TWINE,  WSEFTE  =  FEWEST,  FERTOF  =  EFFORT   —   Giving us:  OIOTWNFSTOT

Clue/Question:  The runner who forgot his running shoes was . . .

Answer:  NOT TOO SWIFT

(I can see this one tripping up a good number of puzzlers!  The clue words were fun, and fairly challenging.  And, a superlative job of scrambling the answer letters!  Really top rate, David.  I hope no one strained themselves trying to read the silly sign in the crowd.  That’s just Jeff, pulling a semi-mean spirited, anti-bonus clue “joke” on us.  For those of you with the reduced size Jumble in your newspaper it reads:  DON’T READ THIS.  KEEP RUNNING.  Now, when I was a boy I used to run barefoot . . . even on the street.  And, I was pretty darn fast, too.  But now, if I walk outside, barefoot, just to pick up the newspaper, I feel every single pebble, as though someone were driving nails into my feet!  Getting old sucks!  Youth truly is wasted on the young.  I just re-read John Greenleaf Whittier‘s: The Barefoot Boy, for the first time in I don’t know how many years.  It’s a beautiful poem of childhood’s innocence.  It passes all too swiftly, but fond memories of those joys stay with you to the very end.  Be well, my friends.  And, always strive to do good.)   —   YUR


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