There used to be an old man who tucked in his aqua button-up shirt into his khaki pants every day. He looped a leather belt, shined his shoes and slicked back the little white hair he had left.
Indecisiveness has plagued me for most of my life. And about four years ago, that lack of conviction set me on a path I never intended on walking.
Anytime someone referenced Urban Meyer, I was quick to correct them.
Imagine a sports league where players call the shots. No out-of-touch three- or four-letter organization telling athletes what they can and can’t do, where to go or how to play. No bureaucracy; just sports.
If not for the COVID-19 pandemic sweeping the nation, this past weekend likely would have featured the most surprising and balanced opening weekend in recent NCAA tournament history.
If I truly knew how to make young people care about the lives of others, I suppose I’d be writing a bestselling book instead of a column.
As a student, it can be easy to forget about elections because of everything else going on in your life. With classes, part-time jobs and other extracurricular activities, it’s intimidating to even think about fitting an election into an already chaotic schedule. Luckily, voting is convenient and effortless, thanks to a variety of voting options.
I’m not going to sit here and sugarcoat it.
The odds of completing a perfect March Madness bracket are one in 2.4 trillion. A person has a better chance of becoming the President of the United States or being crushed to death by a vending machine.
Although I was born in India, growing up in the U.S. has instilled in me how important it is to be civically engaged. I saw the constantly changing political climate in America, and I watched as the leaders of our country made decisions for the future of our nation. And yet, for 12 years, I was unable to participate in selecting our leaders because I was not a U.S. citizen.
This week, I have eagerly anticipated the Cheryl ’77 podcast episodes by UF’s Alisson Clark and Emily Cardinali. Alisson and Emily are on a mission to discover the author and intended recipient of a love note inscribed in the concrete sidewalk just off University Avenue in the courtyard by Matherly Hall on UF’s campus.
Damian Lillard has never been one to shy away from the spotlight.
Mediocrity has long plagued this basketball team and there does not seem to be a cure.
The promises are empty, but the stadium is emptier.
For us on the outside, the transfer portal seems like this ubiquitous Sorting Hat out of Harry Potter. You throw your name in, and it spits out where you should go.
With February forcing its way into our lives this weekend, it brings with it one of the most momentous occasions in the sport of football. The XFL returns on Feb. 8.
It’s a strange feeling when someone who has already been immortalized dies.
Having an identity as a team in the game of basketball is everything.
NBA Twitter is capable of swaying the lasting perception of players’ legacies decades from now.
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