Davenport

The tilting of the IM scales has been less than charitable to Davenport in her recent travels to the fields of competition. To the chagrin of our tireless captains, both football and soccer teams rarely have been graced by the presence of upperclassmen. Only four non-freshmen took the field in our inaugural contest, a 0-9 trouncing at the hands of the Saybrugians. This is not to belittle the valiant efforts made by our freshmen class. Peter Shanley '03 and Leo "The Irishman" Shklovskii '03 led the charge but were sadly thwarted by a merciless Saybrook offense, not to mention a rash of injuries that included a broken foot and bruised ribs. Who says D-port isn't hardcore? Football, too, had its share of daring and intrigue. In the usual Davensport custom of playing shorthanded, five D-porters took on a full Saybrook squad in men's touch. Despite winning the contest, the team's efforts went unrewarded, due to an unfortunate miscommunication that led to our being disqualified.

But Davenport's most heated contest of the week came in volleyball. "We were there to win, man," Michael Zimmer '01 exclaimed after Davenport met Silliman. "We had seventeen hardcore players. The day was beautiful, our spirits were high, and then—sweet sassy molassy—they turned around and beat us." Molassy indeed. After crushing the "rat fink" Sillimanders in the first game, Davenport took a tumble and never quite recovered. But D-port fans, take heart! With rousing cries of "Ass ball!" and impromptu hustling on the sidelines (not to mention the "cocktail weenie" hors d'oeuvres whipped up by J.P. Nogues '02), Davenport's athletes left the field with pride in their hearts and an appealing wiggle in their walk. Other teams beware: we dress to kill (and we make one hell of a meatball).

(Compiled by Ankur Chugh and Colin Reingold.)

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