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...final contest of the season, the Harvard softball team was shut out by Boston College on Friday. Despite the 6-0 score, Harvard refused to go out silently, as the humid air rang with an a capella rendition of “The Hey Song” that carried the team’s spirits, if not the offense. Originally scheduled as a Thursday afternoon doubleheader, the game was rescheduled due to inadequate field conditions. The contest was scoreless until the third inning, when the Eagles jumped on senior hurler Michele McAteer, compiling two runs on four hits before...
...friends were signing up for soccer, because soccer was a big thing,” he says. “And I was literally just about to sign up for soccer, and one of my friends was like ‘Hey, why don’t you try football? You’re kind of big, [and] my brother’s all big and he plays and they have fun.’ Basically, it was just a random moment that happened...
Despite a few casualties (RIP Kristi Jobson’s wrist), good times were had at Senior Bar’s Roller Disco. Hey, guys, remember...
...Hey, Professor Caroline Elkins and Radcliffe Fellow Geraldine Brooks, how did you celebrate winning the Pulitzer? Caroline Elkins: “I’ve opened a couple bottles of champagne. I’m in Cape Cod right now with some family and friends.” Geraldine Brooks: “Well, I had my Radcliffe presentation and a discussion forum at the Kennedy School of Government coming up...I will probably be in the stacks at Widener for the next couple of days...
...party, most asserted that the wait was totally worth it. With glowsticks in hand and glowing ice cubes in their drinks, guests did their best Gunther impression until well past 5 AM. SATURDAY Harvard students attempted to look somewhat state-school-esque, with parties from Mather to the Quad. Hey, we’ve got to impress the pre-frosh, right? Leverett’s biannual 80s dance was the same as it ever was (Talking Heads, anyone?), but still totally radical. The Eliot Cockpit served up a Kool-Aid punch out of one of those ubiquitous dining hall urns...