Articles in this section have a long and dedicated history of searching for a silver lining while shamelessly ignoring the mass of dark storm clouds looming ominously on the horizon. For years dutiful writers have buried truth and objectivity in a sanguine pile of undeserved platitudes and blind optimism.No more. Plucky lyrics from days gone… Continue reading Dino lady cagers swept
Game 1 – UCLA 15 / Dinos 7"Dinos Fall to Bruins in Cup Final"The headlines were set."The University of Calgary Dinosaurs dropped three straight to the visitors from the University of California Los Angeles, to wrap up the 12th annual Husky Dino Cup International Volleyball tournament. In the finals of a tournament boasting the defending… Continue reading Not in our house
"A bit of a walk in the park, in’it?"– Tony Marsden, Kiwi tourist, first-time spectator, 4:45 left in the fourth quarter.To the untrained eye of a first-time spectator from New Zealand, Dinosaurs football victories would seem a dime a dozen judging by the spectacle witnessed this past Saturday in a 45-13 final score at McMahon… Continue reading Victory!
Big bash hopes hang on committee’s compassionParties seem to hit full stride at the post-uneasy, pre-queasy, almost lampshade time in the evening, around 12a.m. For last year’s veteran Dinosaurs field hockey team the clock struck midnight with a national tournament berth. This season,with graduation taking a large chunk out of her squad, Head Coach Deb… Continue reading Big Bash Hopes Hang On Commitee’s Compassion
Somewhere between Melissa’s 10 km Road Race and the distance Mao Tse Tung walked on the Long March lies a road of indeterminate length. With two games under their early season belts, the Dinosaurs women’s soccer team is ready to find out just how far the road to Canada West respectability can stretch. After a… Continue reading O’Neill Avenue
Some time ago I was roused from a particularly enjoyable slumber by a persistent ringing noise. The source of my irritation remained elusive as I struggled over abnormally high hurdles of grog and confusion. Mumbling barely-audible condemnations toward anyone not in earshot, the receiver thankfully found its way into my groping hand. Fortunately, primal instinct… Continue reading Where have you gone?