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...from UND’s Matt Watkins. The Fighting Sioux struck gold again a couple of minutes later at 3:23, when Andrew Kozek found the net past Hoyle’s left skate. Facing a 4-0 deficit, the Crimson at least prevented a shutout when sophomore Chris Huxley scored at 5:05, assisted by sophomores Michael Biega and Michael Del Mauro. Biega’s smooth pass from the right side set up Huxley for a crisp shot that directed the puck into the right-hand corner of the net. The brief interruption did not deter the Fighting...
...with junior defenseman Alex Biega, who has been named to the ECAC Preseason All-League Team. He helped lead a Harvard power play that converted over 20 percent of its opportunities. McCafferty and Biega will be backed up by junior defensemen Chad Morin and Ian Tallett, sophomore Chris Huxley, and freshman Ryan Grimshaw—who scored the eventual game-winning goal in last weekend’s exhibition game.Perhaps the biggest gap in the defense will be the absence of last year’s goaltender, Kyle Richter, who was awarded the Ken Dryden Award...
...family, as in most middle-class Indian families I knew when I was growing up, science and mathematics were held in awe. One of my grandfathers kept evolutionary tomes by T.H. Huxley and Darwin in his reading cabinet; another broke with family tradition by disallowing my mother's marriage to a first cousin on the grounds that it was "unscientific." Both men held on to their old Brahmin religion, but with a consciousness that it was antiquated and would pass. This thought did not cause them much unhappiness. Integral to their - and my - conception of "progress" was the belief that...
...have our first scuffle in front of the net, as this game begins to look more and more like last year's. Tallett, who was involved in the scrum, gets two minutes in the box. Huxley gets called for hitting after the whistle, along with Brown's Dave Robertson. 5-on-4 for the Bears...
...great, but let me tell you why it really wasn't"? I held Sasha's arm and watched his face as the plaster cast hardened. He was tripping, staring into the mystical middle distance, breathing deep and easy. Was this the face of the next Timothy Leary or Aldous Huxley? Was it my fault...