Reflections posted several days ago from Ivy League players on their all-star experience in Japan. Running back Noah Roper offers a quick thought about 10 seconds in and Dartmouth players are shown on the bullet train at the 32-second mark. There are few game highlights beginning at 1:25:
Romeo Myrthil and Cade Haskins said on Saturday they have been bombarded with messages on social media since a National Labor Relations Board official ruled this week that the Big Green players are employees of the school with the right to form a union.
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"You kind of want to keep it on the low-key, especially in the beginning phases," Haskins said after Dartmouth played Harvard in its first game since the ruling. "But everyone's really curious and kind of seeing the opportunity for real change in the future with what we've started doing."
"We want to try to expand it to an Ivy League Players Association, because that's the one we're most invested in," Myrthil said. "But if other teams are interested, we'd be interested."
The coaches are steering clear:
Through a spokesperson, Dartmouth coach David McLaughlin declined to comment Saturday on the unionization effort. Harvard coach Tommy Amaker said in a statement: "I'm not sure what it all means, but I'm sure it will find its way, and we will figure it out."
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EXTRA POINT
With the temperature hitting an unseasonable 50 degrees yesterday the dirt road from here to the trailhead less than two miles away had turned into a gloppy mess. Having made it through what I thought would be the the worst of it, I continued on and had a good hike. I had just about finished when the only other hiker I saw flagged me down as he started up the trail. He explained that he'd had a harrowing drive through the mud and asked if I thought continuing down the mountain instead of returning the way we'd both come would be the better decision. While he was extremely nervous about getting stuck all I could offer him was a, "better the devil you know than the devil you don't," answer.
I made it home – barely – but don't know about the other fellow. Like me, he had four-wheel drive and pretty good clearance but when the mud is this bad it's a lot about picking the right line though the mud, keeping up your speed, holding on for dear life as the ruts throw you back and forth and . . . getting lucky.
I was driving Mrs. BGA's formerly white car, which now looks like this:
