It was two-and-barbecue for the Harvard baseball team in the first round of NCAA regional play last week, a sudden

In the middle of finals week, I flew home for 36 hours to watch my little brother live my dream.

Joe Walsh stood cross-armed in front of the home dugout—white jersey soaked from his victory bath—and smiled into a chill

Joe Walsh stood cross-armed in front of the home dugout—white jersey soaked from his victory bath—and smiled into a chill

Don’t let the opponent fool you. Even though the Tigers aren’t in town, the Ivy title is on the line

HANOVER, N.H.—It was more than a little strange playing on a May afternoon in Hanover with nothing on the line.

On any other afternoon at O’Donnell Field, that moment would have been the apex, the defining image of a season-defining

Somewhere, Yale was smiling. With Harvard and Brown splitting yesterday’s doubleheader, the Bulldogs stayed alive in the Red Rolfe division

PROVIDENCE, R.I.—For just a few minutes—with the Harvard baseball team nine outs away from a three-game division lead—it looked like