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SillimanWe're only cleaning the Tyng cellar for the next guys to fall into, once our winter winning ways officially commence. You can expect the all-stars of Silliman men's volleyball to improve upon their 7-4 mark. The team, led by fearless captain Andrew "Mr. Spike" Chen '98, has already blown away innocent bystanders as they happened by the Silliman courtyard net. Just imagine what they will do to people from other colleges! Look out for the Asian Equation: Chen, Steve "Sing, Sing a" Song '98, Brian "Secretly Known as Liu" Kang '99, Seung "Daddy" Lee '98, and Gary "Huu-ah" Huang '98. And watch the sexiest bald southerner alive, Robby "Airbrushed" Luckett '99, raise the infamous Silliman Wall, impenetrable to even the luckiest cheap shots.Come by the Whale as the fearless ice hockey team, with Ben "I don't see people as black or" White "just shades of grey" '99, leads Sillimanders in skating circles around their opponents. We will exhibit the fantastic glove work of Matt "Spic 'n" Spanjers '98, the blue-line streaking of Dante "a.k.a. Paul" Rizzo '00, and the force of nature that is Dean "Blademan" Flick. These mighty men and many more will keep the ice warm with the dust of our tracks. And, oh yeah, try to shoot hoops over us, attempt to smack those blue balls against the wall, roll that 10-pounder on by, but don't forget to take a dip in the pool. Everyone knows a Sillimander takes to water like a pledge takes to cheap beer-- and less reluctantly too! The swimmers, led by Rishi "Birthday Boy" Kundi '99, will lap the whole lot o' ye with red-legged rapidity. Experience the more violent side of Silliman IMs as inner-tube water polo builds on a 5-5-1 winter of yesteryear. Memories of nefarious net-minders Ben "No Soup for You" Negin '00 and Abby "Keepin' the" Pease '00, and the streaking offense of Brett "B-Dog" Libresco '99, Gene "No Relation to Gary" Hwang '98, and Eric "I'm No Blond Child Pop Star" Hansen '98 promise to be relived, but by the time you notice, you'll be off the tube watching a 'mander launch a 5M shot past your poor goalie. You want to talk women's hoops action? Well we have your hoops right here! All spring, summer, and fall, we have been priming our secret weapon. Unsuspecting, you will see her walk through campus. Innocently, you may exchange waves and smiles. But once this Georgian belle steps foot on the court, Southern hospitality is chucked out the window. You can refer to our gal as "Bobbin," "Alotta F.," or simply "Bad-ass mo fo"; her true identity, however, shall remain a secret until the starting whistle blows. The rest of Yale may be counting us out, Silliman, but you know better. Get out there and play, damnit. Enough of this three-sport forfeit nonsense. For once, let's disappoint the rest of the IM world. It's time to spoil the party-- and it's going to be Silliman's crashing the gates. (Compiled by an IM secretary lobbying Congress for more YUDH "A is for Apple" days.)
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