Boiling down defenses: Steven Boyle
Sometimes the lacrosse players get a bad reputation. National champs, division one, good looking - well, they must be arrogant, cocky and selfish ... right?
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Sometimes the lacrosse players get a bad reputation. National champs, division one, good looking - well, they must be arrogant, cocky and selfish ... right?
When push comes to shove, you can always look to sophomore wrestler Rocky Barilla to pull through. Though many Athletes of the Week subject themselves to some serious shenanigans, Barilla just doesn't mess around.
So how many of you bought a six pack of Budweiser, a Toyota Venza, a Coca Cola or a bag of Doritos after the Super Bowl? I'm pretty sure the Hopkins campus fulfilled the dreams of most of these advertisers. Sorry Toyota.
Why does no one want to play HORSE against sophomore women's basketball forward Lyndsay Burton? A) Because she's scored over 20 points in each of the Blue Jays' last five games. B) Because she's been named the Centennial Conference Player of the Week. C) Because she is an accomplished horseback rider. D) A and B only. E) All of the above.
It all started with the number seven.
The men's tennis team topped a 2-0 weekend with another win on Tuesday night. In four days, the men blew by Franklin and Marshall, Salisbury and Haverford.
Was it just a dream, or did that actually happen to me? I asked myself during my 9 am class. My memory was a cold, dark, wet blur. I looked at my notebook and noticed a damp corner. It must have really happened, then. I had actually accomplished a lifelong dream- attending a Hopkins crew practice.
Now that April's here, the fickle weather of Baltimore has finally stopped fooling around (get it?). It's springtime. Ladies, those stuffy sweaters can finally retire to your bottom drawer, and toss your Uggs into the closet (or, even better, the trash!).
Yee-Haw! Gather round, y'all, for the News-Letter's Athlete of the Week. Coming from all the way down yonder - Charleston, S.C., Hopkins has been graced with the Southern sweetness of freshman wrestler Patrick Stanley.
Remember those kids at the movie theater arcades in middle school? The ones who had synchronized, mastered, flawless Dance Dance Revolution routines? And you would watch them, thinking, "Where are these kids going to be in five years?"
He's a three-time All-American, an NCAA Champion in the 400-meter medley relay, a two-time NCAA runner-up in the 200 Medley Relay and owns 18 All-American awards. Not to mention he swiped three first place finishes on Saturday against Emory and North Carolina. He's a caring older brother of two little sisters, a good student and on his way to becoming a successful financial analyst. To top it off, he's got a personality that freshman teammate Brian Keeley describes as "charming and funny." But believe it or not, the blessed life of senior Hopkins swimmer Brad Test hasn't held such smooth waters. After spending time with the men's team captain, I learned about the life of a man constantly treading water.
Spring break countdown: 29 days. Are you ready to bare that bod when you hit the California coast (or Jersey shore?) This week, I've ditched the DIII athletics for the athletics of the general student body.
"I'm fat, lazy, perverted kid who does nothing with his life. I love video games and sometimes play them too much. I like the occasional party and wish they were more than occasional."
The last time I swam laps was when I got last place in a local swim meet in the Tennessee suburbs. I was eight years old. Twelve years later, I still consider myself somewhat in shape, though my swimming abilities are far from being described as anything similar to an "individual medley," for sure. Needless to say, I breathed a sigh of relief when Hopkins head swimming coach George Kennedy told me that, unfortunately, I would not be allowed to jump in the water and practice with the team. "It would be best if you watched and just write about what you see," he wrote in response to my carefully worded e-mail request. "The pool is too crowded to give up a lane..."
"Do you believe in Santa Claus?"
If writing wasn't such a stationary activity, I probably wouldn't have an article this week, because I'm having trouble walking, standing or moving in general. But even though my body's aching, my fingers are flying and my mind is racing to share my experience as a first-time capoeirista.
Unlike previous athletes of the week, this week's athlete doesn't mess around with magic, robots, Brazilian sports stars or Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Sophomore women's cross country runner Laura Paulsen doesn't like to complicate things when it comes to what she's good at: running fast.
In this day and age, mankind is exposed to technology more advanced than many could have imagined only five years ago. Take, for example, the HOAP3 humanoid robot. According to Science Daily, the robot "has 28 motorized articulations. It has a large number of sensors including accelerometers, rate gyros, an infra-red range finder, pressure sensors and two cameras." Though this is fascinating, it's also terrifying. Robots are becoming increasingly intelligent and complex - in fact, scientists have created nanorobots the size of viruses and bacteria. Currently there are over 800,000 worldwide.
On Jan. 25, 1984, a soccer legend was born in the rugged streets of S??o Vicente, Brazil. While his plumber father and janitor mother worked during the day, he spent most of his time kicking the soccer ball in the streets. He developed a passion for the game. However, he was scrawny and malnourished, and no one ever thought he would one day become one of the world's most celebrated athletes.
You probably have never heard of Chris Dorbian. Not because he's not popular, but because most don't call him by his real name.