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...going on at something else,” says Zaccagnino. “One thing we’re definitely going to do next year is have a big tailgate party at the Harvard Yale game, where we’re gonna get a big U-Haul and set up speakers in all directions and have bands play on top. We want to just bring more music into things...
This year at the Harvard-Yale game, I only spent a few minutes with my roommates because, even in New Haven, The Crimson called. I had offered to throw the first Crimson tailgate and driven a U-Haul down from Cambridge, with Liz and Rachel riding in the cab by my side. No one had asked me, a novice New York City driver, to host the tailgate and I could have spent a Crimson-free day basking in the sun and flitting around the final club tailgates with my roommates. Instead, I mostly stayed put at (and on) The Crimson?...
Maybe The Crimson didn’t turn out to be the one-line resume item I had thought it would be. But driving the U-Haul back from New Haven, singing oldies as we barrelled down the dark Mass. Pike, I didn’t regret not seeing my roommates more ornot finishing my Dostoevsky. And yet, when we pulled into The Crimson’s parking lot that night, I was glad to go back to my room and finally get some sleep...
...taxi driver climbed into his battered 1983 Volkswagen and chugged out the driveway of his parents' house. In early July two men came to the house with Mohammed's ID card and car, and said they had seen U.S. soldiers pin him to the ground at a checkpoint, then haul him away...
Just because you’ve long since graduated doesn’t mean you can’t spend most of the Harvard-Yale game in the back of a U-Haul vomiting all over yourself. Before the first kickoff, Doris K. Jupiter ’81-’83 found herself face down on the cold sheet metal floor of the Delphic’s U-Haul, her head cushioned only by a pile of disgorged scrambled egg chunks, in a nostalgic scene reminiscent of last year’s Harvard-Yale. “We didn?...