Monday, June 13, 2011
How about them Mavs, huh? Congratulations to Dallas and all of its NBA fans for winning their first championship. I honestly could care less about the Mavericks, but I don’t particularly like any Miami teams, so hurrah. What I would REALLY love to see is a comeback by the Braves. Growing up in the ATL suburbs, some of my earliest memories are of the 7PM games going into extra innings, me falling asleep on my mom’s shoulder, and waking up just in time to see the celebratory fireworks go off when Chipper would nail a homerun for the win (FTW, lulz).
If we’re talking sports here, let’s be a bit more relevant and touch on Amherst’s athletic scene. We are the Lord Jeffs, named for Lord Jeffrey Amherst, namesake of the town of Amherst, and an infamous soldier of the king (see: Blankets? and Sing-a-long). We don’t really care that our mascot is lame because 1) All of the other NESCAC schools have lame mascots (see: So cool) and 2) We win. We’re Division III, but definitely have some DI potential on campus. Our players are really just nerds in uniform, so they chose to come to Amherst to get their game on while maintaining a rigorous academic schedule. They’re doing a fantastic job and I want to give a special shout out to the 2009 football team for their perfect season. Football makes the world go ‘round and I’m still wicked pumped about it. Fast forward to 2:45 for the mob of happy Amherst fans after the Williams game that year: Victory!
In other news, I spent the entirety of Sunday in my room finishing season 4 of Mad Men (that Don Draper, what a fox) and starting HBO’s new series Game of Thrones. I’m starting to grow bored of my same half a dozen or so meals that I’ve been making, so any new suggestions for cheap recipes would be groovy. I also want to go ahead and blame the Admissions office for my inevitable first cavity that I suspect will manifest sometime this summer due to our always-stocked candy jar in the interns’ office.
I realize that I talked about sports and did not mention my love affair with the crew team. That epic rom-com (romantic comedy, duh) featuring passion, scandal, and blistered hands will be a tale for a later date.