After more than three years and 125 articles and columns, today marks the last time you will be subjected to the mug shot located just above these words.
This past April weekend brought notonly rainy showers and last minute tax filings but also some unfamiliar and unpredictable sports developments.
After the University of Connecticut men's basketball team won its second NCAA championship in six years, Jim Calhoun's Huskies joined the likes of Duke and Kentucky as one of the nation's elite programs.
For many, flipping the wall calendar from March to April is a joyous occasion, signifying the end of winter and the onset of spring, the packing of sweaters in favor of shorts and a shift from cloudy afternoons to warm sunshine on the Lawn.
Has anybody else's NIT bracket just gone to pieces? Who could have seen the Austin Peay win over Belmont coming?
For my fellow fourth years, tonight marks the beginning of our final intramural season. With Sign-Up Night II commencing this evening at 7 p.m.
On a night typically reserved for the seniors to shine, it was a cast of Cavalier underclassmen that stole the spotlight.
With the Cavaliers fresh off their second final-minute victory in three games (and first ACC road win of the season), we have entered the eye of the "Gillen Must Go" storm.
Despite a weekend that included the Daytona 500, the NBA All-Star game and a plethora of exciting college basketball match-ups, the talk of the sports world was the blockbuster trade between Major League Baseball's Texas Rangers and New York Yankees. After Bud "the Nutty Professor" Selig gave his stamp of approval from the Commissioner's Office yesterday, reigning American Leauge MVP Alex Rodriguez officially became the next hall-of-famer to don the famous pinstripes.
On the surface, Pete Gillen and I do not have much in common. I am not from Brooklyn, do not have red hair and have not been a member of a gold medal-winning team (Gillen was an assistant coach on Dream Team II). I certainly do not have a 10-year contract.
