We need help. On Tuesday, November 4, when Ben Beach's grandmother celebrated her 95th birthday, the CRIMSON ran the picture reprinted above. The cutline identified the Harvard freshman as Emmanuel Ekama, but the guy's name was Alejandro Martinez. We need help.
These lapses are certainly exceptions, but they should never occur. The explanation, rather excuse, is that we're undermanned, and on occasion, ignorant people have to fill in, and then it happens.
We're giving you a chance to remedy this situation. If you come visit the sports cube at the CRIMSON tonight, you may eventually be a CRIMSON sports writer. And though you may soon incur the wrath of coach Yovicsin, you can help us avoid errors.
You receive benefits, too. There are trips to New York. San Jose, and M.I.T. Your name becomes a house-hold word. You may become a star on our softball or marathon team. People like coach Harrison, Frank Champi, Jimmy Fair, and Dana Getchell will talk to you, maybe.
You may create our next parody. You will make close friends, and when you're an alum, you'll sit with these same friends at football games. And one of the experts on our staff can teach you how to predict tootball scores.
More immediate benefits are the beer, coke, pretzels, and Captain Crunch tonight. Sports is on the way up at the CRIMSON, and you can be a part of it. Come talk to us tonight.