Great athletes deserve great names. We don't remember George Herman Ruth. We remember the Babe. We don't remember LEw Alcindor. We remember Kareem.

And we won't remember Evelyn Salisbury Groome. We'll remember Leelee.

The book on Leelee Groome, a Winthrop House resident and a Rosemont, Pa. native, is simple: don't get in her way.

As a field hockey player, Groome hit the longest ball on the East Coast. She was especially effective on artificial turf, where the ball carries endlessly.

Groome also had a tendency to lift the ball into the air like a tee-shot in golf. Opposing players did all they could to avoid stepping in front of Leelee when she wound up.

In lacrosse, Groome was equally as devastating. She hustled. She worked inside to get the best shot she could. And she scored. This year, she finished third on the Crimson scoring list.

As her nickname indicates, Leelee Groome is a colorful figure, quick with a quote or a sarcastic retort. Once, on a field hockey trip home from another losing effort, Leelee Groome penned a Harvard field hockey rap and sang it in front of a bus-full of laughing teammates.

If there were a Harvard Sports Hall of Fame, Leelee would be in it--if not for her stick, then for her schtick.