Silliman Intramurals

Look out world, for any self-respecting Sillimander has forgotten the meaning of the word "basement." Comfortably in tenth, prominent in the top half of the spring standings, our juggernauts of jockdom see no reason to visit the "cellar." Yes indeed, we do like it rough in the spring.

Fresh off the bus to Yale's beautiful golf course, two faithful Sillimanders were in the clubhouse at press time. Frosh phenom and secret mentor to Tiger Woods, Mike "Worry Not, Just" Beman '00 shot a 43 on the back nine. And the other, visiting the golf course for the first time in his life--namely, moi--turned in a fabulous...85. But nothing pleases a true IM sportsman more than watching the first drive go 220 yards down the middle of the fairway on the first par four of the day, except maybe Beman's brilliant tee shot landing 10 feet from the pin on a par three.

Baseball with TD continues to roll. Rumor has it that Silliman ace Alex "Wild Thing" Torres '99, whom you may remember from such variety specials as the annual talent show, has amassed over 25 strikeouts in just over nine innings on the mound. The unbeatable SM/TD squad rolled over DC/PC 5-0 and looks to finish off the season by earning Silliman's first shirts.

On a related note, the mighty men's softball team fought for a 2-2 overall record in the invitational tournament last weekend, getting wins from Morse via forfeit and from Saybrook, 21-12. Alas, the rains came, and with them, the Sillimanders' downfall. Kudos to Greg "I Wish I" Wier "An Oscar Meyer" zynski '00, David Alt "It's Gotta Be The" schuler '00, Brian "Not Fencing, Just" Dulin '00, Robby "Alomar" Luckett '99, Brett "Saberhagen" Libresco '99, Eddie "Juan" Gonzalez '98, and, Me "Myself and" I for a valiant effort.

I'd love to talk about how wonderful our ultimate, volleyball, and softball teams are, but it's not Opposite Day, so I can't. Softball, with players Libresco, Gonzales, "Shut Your" Lydia Smith '98, "Our Sandwiches Are" Sara Leitch '00, and "Hey Vern, It's" Ernest Morris '00, lost to the Houn, 17-10.

Yours truly has dodged numerous paper assignments, readings, and sections only to find the Armory Fields abandoned by mighty Silliman. So I say trade in your stickballs for bats and gloves, bring your balls (soccer, that is) on down, and toss those frisbees on the battlefield for the college you love to love. Let's make these last two weeks something for those other IM "programs" to think about.

(Compiled by a window sill cleaner man.)

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