10 Reasons 'We Like Sportz'
(03/05/09 9:00pm)
Sometimes you'll listen to a song and hear lyrics that describe your exact thoughts, even better than you could have yourself.
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Sometimes you'll listen to a song and hear lyrics that describe your exact thoughts, even better than you could have yourself.
I'm sure there are countless articles and editorials in this week's edition of The Collegian recapping the wonderful snow day we all saw on Monday. While you all may be tired of reading about it, I couldn't let this opportunity pass without expressing a word of gratitude to the university administration and staff who made our snow day a success.
So last weekend -- what a doozy. After the week from hell of two five-page papers and a test, I thought I was going to explode. I mean, back in high school teachers never assigned us any more than one paper or test at a time. Don't college professors know that I've got iCal colors to coordinate and Facebook friend requests to accept? Well whatev, because I totally made up for it that Friday night.
Last holiday season, I received a number of text messages on Christmas Day from several of my friends wishing me a Merry Christmas. I was surprised by this because if my last name is any indication, I do not celebrate Christmas.
Ahem ... Ahem ... AHEM. OK so, now that I have your attention, I was hoping we could get this meeting started as we really have a lot to get through tonight and that deadline isn't getting any further away.
Throughout my four years here at UR, I have felt strongly about many articles published by The Collegian, but have never felt so compelled to respond to anything until now -- yes, I am talking about Straight out of Compton (Vol. Too Many).
On Friday, my younger sister heard the news she'd been anxiously waiting to hear since October: Brian Roberts is staying in Baltimore.
We can't quite say goodbye to cold weather yet, but it is time to say goodbye to the baseball offseason.
For those of you who argued that games at the University of Richmond would be more fun if the Spiders had a legitimate rival, I hope you've been watching ESPN this week.
Richmond Times-Dispatch columnist Paul Woody offered a familiar criticism last Thursday: Not enough people care about the University of Richmond's sports teams.
Richmond students don't care about Richmond sports. It's a statement I hear at least weekly, if not more frequently, and I'm sick of it. The reason, however, may surprise you. I am sick of it because, for the large majority of the student body, it's true. Stop complaining about it.
Most storylines have been exhausted by this point in the two-week buildup to the Super Bowl, but on this campus, there's one that never gets old: Tim Hightower.
When I heard something on "SportsCenter" last Wednesday about 54 points being scored during a basketball game, I assumed the anchor was talking about a final score.
BALTIMORE -- Forgive me readers, for I have lost my mind.
The first thing about James Madison University's kick and punt returner that caught my attention was not his game-winning touchdown, but his name.
Last weekend I was watching "My Best Friend's Wedding" while I was working out, and Julia Roberts' character said that Dermot Mulroney's character, a sports reporter, didn't have a job for a grown man.
Though the accomplishments of Richmond student-athletes continue to impress me each week, the first month of the fall sports season has not gone exactly as I would have hoped.
It happened during "Remember the Titans." It happened during the "Friday Night Lights" pilot. And now, it's happening to NFL teams across the country.
During the past month, attendance at University of Virginia home games has come with an increasing set of restrictions.
Sure, our red zone offense came up short. OK, the fourth quarter was ugly. But I don't think I'm the only one who was proud of the Spiders Saturday afternoon in Charlottesville.