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  • (Game Statistics) Hamilton, NY — Jave Meade made the first of two free throws with 1.3 seconds remaining in overtime to lift Holy Cross College (18-4, PL 8-1) to a 92-91 win over Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø (9-13, PL 4-5) in a Patriot League game Wednesday night at Cotterell Court. Holy Cross remains in first place in […]
    February 12, 2003
  • Tuesday, Feb. 11, 2003Contact:  Kerry Van Malderghem(315) 228-7566 HAMILTON, N.Y.’ The Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø men’s hockey team travels east this weekend to take on Harvard University and Brown University in two ECAC match-ups on Friday and Saturday night. The Raiders and the Crimson have already met twice this season, with Harvard holding the upper hand at […]
    February 11, 2003
  • SundaysWhen I finally wake up, it’s later than I thought, and I look out to see nothing but a blanket of white with flashes of brown and gray, and I think that today might be a good day to read at the Barge Coffee Shop downtown or to go to the gym longer than forty minutes, go cross-country skiing on the trails, club sports practice, I think there is a hockey game later tonight, dinner beforehand downtown, but there is a Take Two movie playing at seven and some people are

    February 10, 2003
  • (Game Statistics) EASTON, PA ‘ Justin DeBerry scored a game-high 20 points as Lafayette rallied for a 60-56 win over Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø Friday night at the Kirby Sports Center. Lafayette (10-11, PL 4-4) came back from an 11-point halftime deficit to snap a five-game regular season losing streak to the Raiders.  Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø (9-12, PL 4-4) continues […]
    February 7, 2003
  • 4:00 is an odd time of day at Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø. There are too many things you can do, too many things you want to do, and only one thing that you actually do. Today I’m seated in the Ho Lecture Room in Lawrence Hall listening to a lecture on Geoffrey Chaucer. Some form of precipitation is […]
    February 6, 2003
  • 11:30 p.m. on a Tuesday night.  I’m doing research for my thesis in my room, heat blasting, music on low, taking a break every twenty minutes to check my e-mail, but no one has written to me in three hours. ‘Hey,’ I hear.  It’s Nick.  ‘I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by.’ […]
    February 5, 2003
  • In my time at Ïã¸ÛÁùºÏ²Ê¹ÙÍø, I’ve missed very few hockey games.  There’s something about the smell of the rink, sweat mixed with ice and hot dogs and wet fleece, students packed, standing room only, on the student’s side of the rink, faculty and Hamilton residents seated on the more ‘sane’ side where there are actual […]
    February 5, 2003