#Syracuse Football

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Job Done for Dino Babers After He Couldn’t Get Job Done

Dino Babers doesn’t get to use his lone skill anymore, namely keeping an undeserved job.  It didn’t benefit anyone but himself.  He certainly wasn’t proficient at coaching football, which was his ostensible role.  The fact each conman needs a mark doesn’t absolve ripoffs.

Syracuse should seek a coach who knows how to do more than avoid a justified termination.  Dino was terrible at every aspect.  Aside from recruiting, strategy, adjustments both within games and seasons, motivation, game management, discipline, fundamentals, he was qualified.

The only thing worse than a ghastly record is an even ghastlier one in the conference.  Study hard, as student-athletes have to put the former aspect to use if they don’t make the pros.  Syracuse has had players drafted even less frequently than they’ve won.

Happy memories are easy to bring to mind because they were so rare.  Babers had one 10-win season, and that was nearly solely because of Eric Dungey, a prototypically gutsy player who was notably recruited by the previous coach.  Syracuse’s Batman saving the day is one way to prove how invaluable quarterback play is.

College is a good place to learn the difference between correlation and causation.  Take Syracuse football, which has slid into oblivion since joining the Atlantic Coast Conference.  But retaining a subpar coach on a semipermanent basis ensured lousy results, not having to play Virginia Tech.  Babers didn’t study then moaned class was too hard.

Recruiting has similarly dipped because of who’s in charge, not where it’s based.  Tell Larry Csonka Syracuse can’t recruit, and he’ll put you in a headlock from which there’s no escape regardless of his age.  Anyone scared of winter is bound to loaf through practice.

Things can always get worse.  Sports really do offer examples for life.  Fans are worried with reason that the school could hire an even bigger putz.  The lack of funding now that paying student-athletes isn’t something done discretely in envelopes remains a looming issue.  But getting defenders to stop jumping offside doesn’t need to be an extra expense.

The hiring will be handled by people who should also be fired.  John Wildhack unfortunately didn’t also can himself.  He’s performed exactly as you’d figure a cable executive who suddenly became athletic director would.  It’s no help to have a chancellor who clearly hates sports.  Kent Syverud embodies nerdiness without the intellectual virtues.  That’s one more reason why you don’t let a Hoya run your school.  If he were a saboteur, he wouldn’t do anything differently.

The value of athletics isn’t limited to fans who’ve connected their self-worth to how well college kids can tackle.  Throwing money at a popular extracurricular is ultimately a moneymaker. Games serve as a commercial for colleges.  A practical example is the best way to teach business.  Intercollegiate athletics confirm the oldest entrepreneurial maxim, namely needing to spend money in order to make it.  Syracuse is failing economics.  They can’t claim they’re retaking it because they found the course material so fascinating.

The next semester might be as woeful.  Fans are rightfully worried the hirers of the next coach will cheap out.  It’s not like attending the school is similarly geared toward misers.  The university has become the conference’s Malt-O-Meal, which is why you can find them on the bottom shelf of the standings.

Sense doesn’t have to cost a fortune.  Even a school using a Groupon can still find a coach who’s aware that timeouts can be used to stop the clock, particularly at the ends of halves.  Babers seemed mystified by the metaphysical implications of time not moving forward.  But Syracuse’s football potential will be limited as long as they’re unwilling to pay for talent, which sends out the wrong message about professors.

Having to sit next to strangers is better than the alternative.  Syracuse has spent the Dino era using plenty of elbow room as the chief selling point.  It’s been easy to hear conversations while sitting in the Dome ignoring dull carnage on the field.  Syracuse shields rare attendees from jarring excitement found in other college stadiums.  By contrast, a ticket entitles you to a respite found in a placid environment in case you want to get a newborn to sleep or work on your screenplay.

Even introverts miss crowds. The stadium's been sparse for what's now long enough to be the new standard. Who would endure the hassle of attending? A formerly impressive program hasn't been good for most of this century. Syracuse is The Simpsons of football.

Separating performance from the person isn’t always necessary.  Many anti-Babers crusaders have qualified their unhinged contempt for unmitigated failure by claiming he’s a nice guy.  That’s not really the case if it makes anyone feel better about his present relationship with employment.  Nice people don’t run longterm scams.

Anyone who’s endured a tiresome press conference after another maddening loss is aware how Babers is arrogant and dismissive, which are qualities that are particularly distasteful for someone who won a single bowl game over two presidential terms.  His off-putting attitude is reminiscent of Gary Bettman smirking at a reporter while explaining why his latest screwup should make him beloved by fans.

There are particular humans we hope have their dreams and money cut off.  A coaching change does require telling someone to get lost.  Getting fired sucks no matter the profession or salary.  Babers can take comfort in having made a fortune without earning it.

Enjoying the finale was a nice first step.  Fans are no longer in position of being fine with a loss that would make the case for replace a grifting coach.  The school has taught all sorts of questionable lessons.  Syracuse has either set the standard of retaining someone who didn’t deserve the job or created inspiration for anyone who wants an astounding salary despite being hampered by a lack of ability.  They won’t get back millions or eight mostly wasted years.  For such spendthrifts, Syracuse sure got little in exchange for paying a clown a fortune.

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I've been having way too much fun playing College Football 25 so don't mind me ✌🏼

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2024 Atlanta Braves Famous Relations

#50 Charlie Morton IV: Grandson of former Philadelphia Athletics player Charlie Morton; Jr.. #77 Joe Jiménez: Brother of former Pennsylvania Road Warriors C A.J. Jiménez. #16 Travis d'Arnaud: Brother of former Omaha Storm Chasers SS Chase d'Arnaud. #11 Orlando Arcia: Brother of Charros De Jalisco RF Oswaldo Arcia. #13 Ronald Acuña; Jr.: Grandson of former Reno Silver Sox P Romualdo Acuña, son of former Cabimes De Anzoátegui RF Ronald Acuña, nephew of former Utica Blue Jays SS José Escobar, brother of Syracuse Mets SS Luisangel Acuña & cousin of Charros De Jalisco P José Campos, Tigres De Quintana Roo SS Alcides Escobar, Iowa Cubs P Edwin Escobar and former Olmecas De Tabasco P Kelvim Escobar. #20 Marcell Ozuna: Cousin of former Newark Bears 2B Pablo Ozuna. Manager Brian Snitker: Father of Houston Astros hitting coach Troy Snitker. Assistant hitting coach Bobby Magallanes: Brother of former Birmingham Barons manager Ever Magallanes. Assistant coach Eddie Pérez: Father of Hotsands Macerata P Andres Pérez. 3B coach Matt Tuiasosopo: Son of former San Francisco 49ers DT Manu Tuiasosopo, 2nd cousin of actor Peter Tuiasosopo and Kansas State University Wildcats football defensive coach Mike Tuiasosopo, brother of Rice University Owls football offensive coordinator Marques Tuiasosopo and University Of Washington Huskies women's volleyball head coach Leslie Gabriel & brother-in-Law of Billings Mustangs bench coach Micah Owings.

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Syracuse football coaching job pluses, minuses and candidates after Dino Babers

Syracuse needs a new head coach. Dino Babers was fired on Sunday after a loss to Georgia Tech dropped the Orange to 5-6. Babers went 41-55 in eight seasons. The high point was a 10-3 record and top-15 finish in 2018. But the Orange made just one bowl game in the other seven years. The past several seasons have been defined by hot starts and disastrous finishes. The 2021 team started 3-1 but…

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List of Candidates to Replace Dino Babers at Syracuse

With Dino Babers Fired, Who Will be the Next Head Coach for Syracuse in 2024? Who are the Candidates to Replace Dino Babers in 2024? Today, we will review the latest news involving the List of Candidates to Replace Dino Babers at Syracuse! Before we reveal who those top candidates are, we must go over the whole story regarding Dino Babers’s firing. Without further adieu, let’s begin! List of Candidates to Replace Dino Babers at Syracuse Full Story on Babers Being Fired as SU Orange Head Coach With Dino Babers gone, now is the time for the Orange to interview … Read more

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“Um, Cuse me, but what was that?”

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Today In History

Ernie Davis, a Syracuse University running back, became the first African American to win the “Heisman Trophy” on this date November 28, 1961.

Davis won Syracuse’s first Heisman thanks to a fine all-around season in 1961.

He was heavily recruited by some of college football’s top programs, but was swayed by NFL great Jim Brown, who convinced Davis that Syracuse, Brown’s alma mater, would be a welcoming place for a young black athlete.

Along the way, Davis broke Jim Brown’s career records in rushing (2,386 yards), all purpose yardage (3,414), scoring (220 points), and touchdowns (35). Davis capped his college career with 140 rushing yards in an MVP performance at the 1961 Liberty Bowl.

CARTER™ Magazine

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BEEN HERE ALL ALONG

Harry should have never agreed to be Otto the Orange.

At least he had the gorgeous ass of one 3rd string kicker to admire and keep him sane

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Harry Styles somehow gets roped into being the mascot for the Syracuse University football team, and it’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to him. That is, until his longtime crush Louis Tomlinson starts talking to him while he’s in costume.

How long can he keep his identity a secret?

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One Team Loses Twice During Dueling Syracuse, Buffalo Bills Games

What are the chances your NFL team and alma mater play on the same Thursday?  If you’re me, it’s 100 percent.  Events sometimes line up, though rarely in the way you’d wish.  The Buffalo Bills playing at the same time as Syracuse University’s varsity football side created a viewing dilemma at the oddest time.  Having one team scheduled on an unlikely football night wasn’t enough.  The other helped by not trying particularly hard.

Half of those I cheered for competed.   The college side helpfully embarrassed itself to the point where former players turned on the coach, which made settling on one broadcast easier.  Syracuse played like community college might be more its speed, which I hope doesn’t devalue my degree. 

I played remote roulette.  Orange lost.  The channel settled naturally on the team which played through part of the second half, not the one that quit before kickoff.  I was more disciplined about studying on Friday nights than present students are while playing an extracurricular.

In marginally more impressive results, the Bills won despite not meeting their honor roll potential.  Present host and commercial darling Ryan Fitzpatrick should’ve stayed after the game in his adopted hometown to begin his career as offensive coordinator.  They’ll wave the mandatory shirt requirement in the box.

Listening to fans seems like an unwise course.  But it beats Ken Dorsey listening to himself.  Everyone in the stands knows the quarterback running enables everything else.  Second place in the 50/50 raffle should get to be offensive coordinator.  The franchise should stop running whatever contest Dorsey won to get his job.

Josh deciding to be Josh fittingly led to the first touchdown.  A dash didn’t seem to be the call, which means they won without Dorsey’s counsel.  The real coordinator stands behind center and does as he pleases, which is fine if it just happens to be the right thing.  Trusting workers to discern proper reactions to conditions leads to way more productivity than micromanaging.

The first led to the second.  Josh’s threat to dash scared the defender tasked personally with stopping him.  He exposed the spy’s identity, who was stuck between admitting his was caught and seeking shelter.  The threat for a quarterback sneak ruined Tampa’s attempt at intrigue.  As with Hacksaw Jim Duggan’s 2x4, you just have to make them think you might use it.

Staying in shotgun to start the second quarter reflects how dedication may not be admirable.  Seeing the formation fail at the goal line to end the first 15 minutes meant a commercial break to ponder errors.  Get behind getting behind center.  Sometime, the obvious thing is the best course of action.  If you interview Buzz Aldrin, you really should ask about the Moon.

Fans became even more appreciative of the quarterback if you thought that wasn’t possible.  Josh Allen’s visit to the medical tent thankfully was over as quickly as my visits to a camping tent.  A few of our most apprehensive seconds showed he’s even more valuable than realized.

Everyone also adores Stefon Diggs, which is why it’s imperative that he not gain every yard himself.  Using options like Gabe Davis and Khalil Shakir opens up even more ground for someone who obtains quite a bit on his own.  Spreading the ball makes life easier for Buffalo’s undisputed top option, as defenses have to focus on routes other than his both during games and practices.

Noticing who’s not there is telling.  Infamous underachiever Josh Norman left his 87th birthday party to join the Bills and was still a better option than Kaiir Elam.  Brandon Beane couldn’t even sell the bust at the trade deadline with a spiel about needing a fresh start.

Each respective club would do better with other coaches.  Dino Babers’s only skill is keeping an undeserved job.  As for a milder case of incompetence, Sean McDermott has a habit of keeping games competitive.  Growing timid at the time he should go bold keeps him from true success.  The league wants parity, but that doesn’t mean the Bills must help pursue the goal.

Scoring seven points in the second half reflects wasted potential.  The teachers are the underachievers, not the students.  It’s human nature to back off.  And it’s a coach’s job to prevent against same nature.  There’s nothing normal about accelerating at virtually superhuman speeds into collisions, yet that happens every play for well-led squads.  

A quarterback getting it done contrasted with a coach who should be done.  The Bills succeeded despite having a short week to prepare while Syracuse failed despite having a long one.  

Making it thrilling through the end was a nice way to extend excitement, I guess.  Some people might have felt confident that a foe couldn’t travel 80 yards in 21 seconds.  But some people aren’t Bills fans, who have learned to not take anything for granted in life or football.

This game is not entirely fun.  There are bound to be some ups and downs.  You may have noticed life features shockingly more of the latter, which is baffling simply from the perspective of thinking things surely leveling out.  Other fanbases have experienced joy at our expense.  It’s practically school policy.  As for the more thoroughly pro level, the Bills are finally winning somewhat frequently despite their best efforts.

Even improving times could be better.  Syracuse football is having a tough century, and a coach who’s done for the program what the Hindenburg did for blimp safety is not going to learn how the game works during his eighth season.

By contrast, the Bills might appear to be in the midst of a similar run if you choose a random season in it.  Their present winning record is abnormal over time.  A high percentage of seasons with a low percentage of wins would’ve been avoidable if coaches noticed players’ strengths.  Failing that, Josh will have to keep winning by ignoring their to-do list.

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222 DAYS UNTIL LIFTOFF

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A Tribute to Ernie Davis - Syracuse Football

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WRESTLING SCENE Presents RINGSIDE : November 1983

MIKE ROTUNDO Young Star on the Rise

As told to Jack O’Shea

We would like to welcome everyone to our RINGSIDE interview and this month’s feature was conducted with one of the fastest rising stars on the wrestling scene, Mike Rotundo. Everyone who has seen this talented youngster in action agrees that he is a future superstar! Be on the lookout for this up and coming sensation for you definitely will be seeing and hearing quite a bit more about him in the future.

RINGSIDE: Mike, it’s a pleasure seeing you in action. I’ve watched you quite a bit in the last two months and you are very impressive. I really think that you have a very bright future ahead of you in professional wrestling.

MIKE ROTUNDO: Thank you very much for the compliment. It’s nice seeing you again and like you said, I feel that I do have a bright future. I basically attribute this to my background. I’ve been wrestling since I was 12 and I'm now 25 and since I’ve been in the Mid-Atlantic area I’ve been able to gain plenty of valuable experience from facing the caliber of top competition that is competing here.

[Rotundo drop kicks Howard.]

RINGSIDE: Tonight, competing in Greenville, we have three World’s champions; two former champions as well as the current NWA World’s champion Harley Race. Will you be watching their matches?

ROTUNDO: That’s right! Ric Flair will be here trying to regain the World’s crown from Harley Race and that will be one exceptional match. Besides, Dory Funk Jr. will also be here and every opportunity I get I make it a point to watch the matches. You can learn so much just by watching top stars such as Flair, Race, and Funk. 

RINGSIDE: How many years are you wrestling professionally? ROTUNDO: I’ve only been wrestling a little less than two years.

RINGSIDE: Actually in two years time you have made a great deal of progress. How do you feel you would fare against the World’s champion at this stage of your career?

ROTUNDO: Right now it would take a great effort by me to win that belt but I have confidence to overcome any lack of experience which I may have. I know I am capable of defeating the World’s champion and on any given night anything could happen. 

RINGSIDE: What made you pursue a professional mat career? ROTUNDO: I was approached by a New York promoter after I won the Eastern championship for Syracuse University. He asked me if I was interested in a professional wrestling as a career and I told him that I was. I then began to watch the matches more intently and I became hooked. I always wanted to be a champion someday and when this opportunity came along I felt that I now had a chance to make something of myself. I trained hard and I’m happy that I chose this profession. 

[Mike Rotundo stands in the ring and awaits the start of the action.]

RINGSIDE: Were you always athletically inclined as a youngster?

ROTUNDO: Yes I was. In high school I wrestled and also played football and baseball and I was offered scholarships in all three sports to different universities across the country. I accepted a football scholarship to attend Syracuse where I played defensive end and I also wrestled. I‘ve been in sports and physical fitness all my life and I wanted to continue this. That’s the main reason why I got into professional wrestling. 

Actually for me, my best sport was wrestling. I really didn’t pursue baseball and I often wonder what would have happened if I pursued that. I caught and I had decent size for that sport too but as it worked out I excelled more in wrestling. I enjoyed playing football but I realized that the longevity of a professional wrestling career is much greater than one in professional football. 

RINGSIDE: How tall are you and what is your current weight?

ROTUNDO: I’m 6’2 ½” and I weigh 240 pounds. 

[Rotundo has Bill Howard trapped in his airplane spin. Rotundo makes his way to the ring.]

RINGSIDE: You have a very impressive physique. How do you keep yourself in such superb condition?

ROTUNDO: Since I’ve been in this area I’ve been training with Rocky Steamboat who I feel has the best build and is the most athletic wrestler in the profession. He is able to keep that flexibility inside the ring and had numerous opportunities to train with him and he’s really helped me a lot. I’ve worked on the weights and I still do my running and quite a bit of stretching besides working on the various moves to use in the ring. 

RINGSIDE: Unlike many of the other wrestlers who have only been wrestling a couple years, you are very aggressive inside that ring. You never hold back and constantly go after your opponent. This oftentimes makes the difference between winning and losing. 

ROTUNDO: That’s correct. I feel that if you’re aggressive the people will support you. I go after my competitors with the purpose of pinning his shoulders to the mat. If you go after your opponent then you are in command and it makes it that much easier to come out on top. If you stay within the rules and wrestle, you will always have the people behind you.

[Rotundo applies pressure on Jake Roberts’ leg.]

RINGSIDE: Do you have any favorite finishing maneuvers?

ROTUNDO: I like the airplane spin the best. I feel if i could put my opponent up on my shoulders and spin him, then he has no control at all. I also use the roll-up-and-bridge which pins the man’s shoulders to the mat and when I bridge there simply is no escape. There are a lot of others. Actually I use whatever is best at that particular moment. You have to keep an open mind when you are in that ring and be ready for any situation which may airse. 

RINGSIDE: What is your nationality?

ROTUNDO: I’m Italian. My parents are from the U.S.A. but my descendants are from Florence, Italy. So the name Rotundo is definitely Italian. 

RINGSIDE: Over the years there have been many Italian superstars.ROTUNDO: That’s right. Bruno Sammartino for one is an idol that I’ve watched many times. I like his style of wrestling. He was aggressive and a former World’s champion too! I would love to go home someday and have the opportunity to wrestle in New York!

[Rotundo applies a side arm lock on Bill Howard.]RINGSIDE: When time presents itself what are some of the hobbies you may have outside the ring?ROTUNDO: I like to do some fishing. I used to hunt but I haven't had the opportunity to do too much hunting and I really love the beach, the sun, and the women. When I have time off I really like to go home to see my family and relax. As a professional wrestler, we have a very demanding schedule with the traveling and all the dates that we have to keep so any kind of hobby that involves relaxation is nice. 

RINGSIDE: We see that Jerry Brisco has now changed his style and is not adhering to the rules. The other night you had a little altercation with him. What happened?

ROTUNDO: Gerald and Jack Brisco, since they have captured the World tag team title from Rick Steamboat and Jay Youngblood have changed their outlook somewhat and it was just an incident where I was watching the match and Gerald passed a remark which I didn’t care too much for and we got into a little scuffle. Jack then came out to help his brother but Jay Youngblood was right there with me and we came out on top. RINGSIDE: Just like you have been doing in the Mid-Atlantic area! We hope to see you win a couple of championships here in the Mid-Atlantic and then eventually capture the big one, the World’s crown. ROTUNDO: I hope so too! Thank you very much and I want to also thank the fans who have been rooting for me and pulling for me everywhere I’ve appeared. They really mean a lot to me.

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hiiiiii you know i have to ask about the bitb/rowing idea!! dick taking up rowing is something i never knew i needed until now haha

She never thought she'd see another regatta.

College felt impossibly far away from where Joan was sitting in the grandstands of the Potomac Rowing Club - the sweaters, the flags, the weight of Ben's fraternity pin on her jacket. The world had looked different, in 1939 - and while she remembered that she liked a great many things about Bennett Hilliard, she also remembered being quite sure that becoming Mrs. Hilliard while he want to law school wasn't in her cards. Still, he'd come from the right sort of family and danced well and she'd liked the way she felt in his arms. Everyone at Poughkeepsie had been talking about Helsinki, and how it was a shame no one would be able to follow up the miraculous success of the UW team at Berlin.

The river in front of her today, however, was not the Hudson, and ten years was a long time in between races - a lot of water under many, many oars. Bennett Hilliard had gone on to marry some other Goucher graduate and she had gone to war.

Someone cleared his throat - a well-dressed man in glasses and a Syracuse scarf. "Captain Warren, it's so good of you to come out today. Your husband said we'd be seeing you. Usually we have to save Go Army for the football season. I like Dickie's chances - he's got to be one of the most natural rowers I've ever seen. It's Mort Greenstan," he said, holding out a hand for her to shake.

Joan finally placed the name, and abbreviated the smile that sprang to her lips hearing him called Dickie, a name he never owned to if he could help it. "The club chairman, yes, Dick mentioned you might stop by."

"Do you mind if I join you? I brought binoculars, in case you forgot."

"Thanks, I have my own," Joan said, patting the well-worn pair that had seen her through most of Europe.(She'd noticed the woman down the row a little had a lovely pair of pearl-handles on hers, but now wasn't the time for getting self-conscious. Joan Warren didn't follow things like fashion and if she wanted to bring her army binoculars to a regatta, she was damn well going to bring her army binoculars.)

"My, those have really been through the war, haven't they?" Mort said, trying to make a joke as he made himself comfortable on the seat next to her. Joan nodded serenely.

"Three campaigns in Europe and two combat jumps," she said, and smiled even wider when Mort went silent.

Down at the dock, the competitors were just getting into their sculls, each man wearing the colors of his own home club. A few colleges, here and there, Georgetown and Harvard and even Greenstan's Syracuse colors, and the other out of towners, Hudson and Annapolis and Newport. And there was Dick in his racing singlet and shorts, arms and legs all whipcord and muscle, and she allowed herself a good long look at the man she married. He caught sight of her in the stands and smiled, waving. She touched her hand to her lips, a small personal symbol of a kiss, and watched his smile widen.

The announcer was blazing through the names of the competitors, and she caught, almost missing it as it blew by, "-Colonel Richard Winters, rowing today for Potomac in the single men's sculls."

She had been just as surprised as anyone else when she'd came home from an assignment and realized there were muscles under his suitcoat that she'd hardly noticed when she left. "I joined the rowing club," he'd explained. "They were talking about it at lunch and Ken's a member, so I started going on Saturdays. It's a lot like running - the way you can lose your mind in it."

She'd nodded and agreed and made a joke about other things he could lose his mind in that required stroking, and that had been the last they'd talked about it for several hours, at least. But he'd kept at it until it was silly calling it a hobby, and now they were here, at a regatta, in the starting heats of a crowded and talented field.

The sculls were at the starting line, the rowers crouching into position at their oars, eyes ready for the flag. Joan tightened her grip on her binoculars and waited for the starter, her feet yearning for starting blocks and racing spikes, and a sudden surge of energy filled her as the flag dropped down and the race was on, and she was right there with him in his boat, shouting for the pace.