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Zevi Metal : Getting Off the Sideline and Onto the Field

We advanced to the final heat on May 9, but we weren't as successful. Damon was promoted to Kirkland's first B-League boat, which left us in need of a stroke seat. We found a replacement and rowed the race, but we finished dead last. PfoHo avenged our victory in the consolation heat, placing way ahead of us.

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Losing was disappointing, and even slightly humiliating. But I'm not ashamed. I rowed this spring because, after four years of going to varsity games as a reporter and public-address announcer, I had to see what it was like to be an athlete. Sure, practice wasn't every day, but there were plenty of memories. Jumping into the Charles River was a little disgusting, but there were a few other moments that aren't suitable for publication. And we may have lost the final heat, but I'll always remember the repechage.

I hope this is how all the graduating athletes feel about their Harvard sports careers. There are so many great things about sports that reporters ignore -- the friendships, the long hours of practice and team meetings, the road trips. I'm glad I finally experienced those things in intramural crew this spring, because I was never able to incorporate them into my stories.

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