(The following editorial appeared in the Yale Daily News on November 25.)
In the last four years, the 1969 football class has been stupendous. Their style, their imagination, their guts need no history book. In their professional excellence, the team inspired pennants, obscenity and full, raucous Bowl audiences. They have brought the Old Blue, with their bulletproof glasses and thick tweed coats, and the skinny long-haired juniors with their glazed eyes together when they couldn't get together anywhere else. The men from Wall Street and the men from Olivia's went to the Bowl together and sat, side by side, loving it.
Brian, Calvin, Bobby, Nick, Del, Bruce, Mike, Fran, Dick, Pat, Kyle, Ed, Fred, and all the others. You created something around this place which made everyone sit up and take notice, and you gave us all a bucket of pride. Thanks.
Read more in News
Practicing what you preach
