"What does it feel like to support a team with athletic scholarships that loses to a team without a single one? I'll help you out here: does it feel real bad?"
Mr. Golden Gopher tried to brush off my comments. "How long had it been since Harvard had won a national championship?" he whimpered. "108 years?"
"Last year in squash," I responded. A friend added, "While we are into numbers, Harvard has racked up quite a few championships in its 353-year history."
It was tag-team Golden Gopher bashing.
Finally the poor soul puttered out of the room. My goal had been met, my summer justified.
Veni, vidi, vici.