Ah, the 2000-2001 IM season. Yes, ah. As in "Mingus Ah Um." And what have we, the privileged Yale community, witnessed during this critical period of development? Let us rehash, as they say. However, let there also be an eccentricity to this rehashing. Let us rehash...'Houn-doggy style.

In the beginning, there was light at the end of the tunnel of love—the "light" being the hope that we, the 'Houn, could conceivably return to the upper echelon of IMs; the "tunnel" being the long, dark academic year; and the "love" transcending all things Calhoun, [[exclamdown]]claro! So we endured the fall season, but we unfortunately took the season's appellation a bit too literally, though at least we didn't break any bones (unlike the previous year). In other words, we won some, we lost some. No, we didn't win any championships this past autumn, but we're not only about winning championships—we're also about displaying 160-year-old-fashioned Southern aristocratic soul. And some modern Greek soul. Lots of it. In perhaps more important news, the end of the fall season signified not only a lot of fury over the imminence of winter, but also the additional sights and sounds of the proverbial IM secretarial torch being passed on from the hands of Dan Fleschner '01 and Aubrey Jennings '01. That was cool. They're cool.

And so, with the winter upon us, we began a new dynasty, one that started off the new millennium in the right lane—one greased with momentum—by bringing the 'Houn our first championship at the expense of the rest of the Yale bowling community. Also notable was the rise of the coed H20 posse, which decimated all pseudo-amphibious obstacles in its proverbial way. Look for big things next winter.

And finally, while the spring season has come and nearly gone, we have not yet found what we are looking for—further proof of our impending ascension to the top of the IM standings for years to come. Whence might this evidence stem? Well, how about a couple more championships? Ultimate, volleyball, billiards, and golf are all at or near the top of the standings with playoffs approaching, and soccer is ready to stage a surprise repeat playoff journey comparable to that of last year's winning squad. And then there's the proverbial next year... And that's the rehash. Heavenly.

P.S. Many thanks to all the graduating seniors who have helped the 'Houn achieve intramural success over the past four years—let's go out on a good note!

(Compiled by the Liquor Pool Monster, Ankiel Rick.)

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