Outgoing Dartmouth President Jim Yong Kim quoted in this morning's edition of the local daily after watching the Spring Game (link):
"This is one of the things I'll miss most about Dartmouth. I'll always be a Dartmouth fan. I'm going to watch every (football) game online next fall and if they get to the point where they're competing for an Ivy League title, I'd like to come back and watch."
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From BGA Premium:Rising junior linebacker Bronson Green, senior strong safety Garrett Waggoner and fifth-year offensive lineman Pat Lahey were announced as captains during a break in the action.
“I think it is a great group of captains,” said Green. “Pat has been around. This is his fifth year coming up. He has been through it all. He was here for that 0-10 season. And Garrett Waggoner works his butt off.
“Between the three of us, with me representing some of the younger guys, I think we will do a good job bouncing ideas off of each other, working with the coaches and being the middlemen between the team and the coaches.”
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Buzz Bissinger, author of the acclaimed Friday Night Lights, writes in the Wall Street Journal Why College Football Should Be Banned. Bissinger is a Penn grad and former editor of the Daily Pennsylvanian.
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After splitting yesterday's twinbill with Cornell, Dartmouth baseball plays the Big Red in the rubber game of the Ivy League Championship Series this afternoon in Ithaca for the conference title and the automatic bid to the NCAA's. (link) Meanwhile, the Big Green women's lacrosse team, which saw the Ivy League title slip away with a loss at Harvard in the final game of the regular season, will face host Penn today for the Ivy tournament championship. (link)Note: In case you are wondering, the Ivy League football champion still can't compete in the postseason.
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As if the financial aid offer we got for That Certain Hanover High Senior wasn't distressing enough news (and trust me, it was), my car went in for a simple alignment Friday. The mechanic jumped behind the wheel to see how it drove . . . and half a mile later was calling for a tow truck. The early diagnosis: probably a shot transmission. Now, the car is a less-than-distinguished 1993 with 197,000 miles on it so I knew it was nearing the end. But the timing could have been better. A lot better. Until we can find a reasonably-priced beater to replace it I'll be driving around in a 1984 VW bus. And did I forget to mention Mrs. BGA's car has about 145,000 miles on it? Argh.
