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...what bothered me was the fact that most of the groaning spectators were non-native. When cheering and berating, they pronounced the terminal “r?? in “Nomar” and “Mueller.” On the Red Sox hats they’d folded into rally caps, each “B” shone, gules, against dark-blue backgrounds. Disgusted, I turned on my heel and ascended from Waka. “Never trust a man with a new baseball cap” is an axiom...

Author: By Phoebe Kosman, | Title: All the Wrong Reasons | 10/20/2003 | See Source »

...playoff ambitions were already dashed, but as the game dragged on and concessionaires pulled the taps on bleacher beer, the faces around me began to harden with purpose. Native Bostonians in every corner of the stadium—from toddlers just learning to mispronounce the Boston “r?? to die-hard 40-somethings escaping their wives—pulled together spontaneously to chant “Yankees Suck” for the rest of the game. Their torrent of hatred and spittle poured over both dugouts. Down on the field, the opposing players looked amused...

Author: By Blake Jennelle, | Title: A Party for Those Damned Red Sox | 10/6/2003 | See Source »

...despite their hefty r??sumés, both these young veterans find themselves in unfamiliar situations as the 2003 Harvard football season begins. For Fitzpatrick, the role of starting quarterback is for the first time unquestionably his possession. Cecchini, in his first year at Harvard, is faced with the task of learning and directing Harvard coach Tim Murphy’s complex offense...

Author: By Lisa Kennelly, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: QB, Offensive Coordinator Learn Together | 9/15/2003 | See Source »

...appropriately dressed in decorous attire—matching handbags and shoes, bien sûr??we entered the sanctity of the Bristol Lounge feeling as though we belonged. The Bristol Lounge is one of those rare gems that seems to transport you back to an age where ladies really did lunch, gentlemen smoked cigars and cucumber sandwiches were the snack-food of choice. Beacon Hill grandmothers luxuriated on overstuffed armchairs while their tow-headed grandchildren bounced up and down on equally comfortable, homey sofas. Near the elegant bar that lined one side of the room, harassed businesspeople took...

Author: By Mollie H. Chen, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Height of Elegance | 6/4/2003 | See Source »

...career searches have been quite as harrowing as mine has been (and I happen to believe that grocery bagging isn’t even a career, strictly speaking), in this uncertain economy concern about postgraduate plans seems to be nearly universal. Dining hall conversations revolve around summer internships; house r??sume workshops are thronged with anxious would-be investment bankers. We half-expect—and many of our parents fully expect—that we will find lucrative employment upon graduation, but the plum jobs that seemed our due in the early 1990s are disappearing. During last October?...

Author: By Phoebe Kosman, | Title: Just One Word: Plastics | 4/23/2003 | See Source »

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