Supa Hot Fierro
For as long as I can remember, sports have been an integral part of my life. I was, and still am, the kid that obsessively played, watched, and read about every event or sport from basketball to tennis to football to the king of all, futbol.
If someone were to tell you that three out of the last four starting tight ends for a college went on to play in the NFL, there’d probably be a few schools that pop up in your head such as USC, Alabama, Notre Dame, etc. But what about Harvard?
Monday night, I couldn’t take my eyes off my laptop. Not because I had an essay due, but because there was a tense, back-and-forth championship game coming down to the wire. I’m talking, of course, about the epic Nova-UNC game (shout-out to Kris Jenkins for finishing off the most memorable college game I’ve ever seen).
If someone were to ask for a one-word description for the 2014-2015 Harvard women’s hockey team, there would likely be a common adjective: surprising.
As my co-writer and I walked down to the sideline of Jordan Field this past Halloween, I could not help but notice how eerily quiet the Harvard men’s soccer bench, one that had been yelling at both players and refs alike all night, had gotten.