MLB All-Star fan voting outrageous
July 1, 2009By the time you read this, you will have only around 12 hours to fix a terrible injustice.
By the time you read this, you will have only around 12 hours to fix a terrible injustice.
Just like the Corleones and the Tattaglias.
It's that time of the year again.
Students returning to Gainesville for Summer B classes may notice something missing from outside the Fine Arts building: Art.
For lying to his constituency and for losing all credibility over his affair with a woman in South America, the Editorial Board would like to call for the resignation of Gov. Mark Sanford of South Carolina.
Like a bad version of "The Blair Witch Project," amateur video of riots and protests in Iran fill CNN's airwaves. Covering the turmoil in Iran has become en vogue, and publicly declaring one's alignment with Mir-Hossein Mousavi, the emblematic opposition candidate who lost in the last Iranian rigged election three weeks ago, has become as culturally trendy for some as a Free Tibet bumper sticker.
One of the biggest factors in sports will never show up on a stat sheet.
With the unforgiving humidity of a Gainesville summer sucking the life out of you like a disgruntled ex-boyfriend, the Department of Darts & Laurels encourages you to relax and crack open an ice-cold Zima.
I went to the NBA Finals in Orlando this past weekend, and a fistfight almost erupted in my section after a group of rowdy, young Magic fans bombarded the Lakers fans in front of me with an endless chant of "LA sucks!" First of all, Orlando fans, people who live in prefab, cookie-cutter houses, should not throw stones. But more importantly, where on earth do you get the idea that your basketball team being up 10 points has anything to do with your city being any better than anyone else's?
The NBA Draft used to be like a holiday to me.
One of the more ignored side effects of a recession is the toll it takes on friendships.
Every summer we realize that another year has passed. We inch closer and closer to that terrible moment when we have to move beyond UF and figure out something to do with our lives.
On Oct. 22, I was at Tropicana Field for the Tampa Bay Rays' first-ever World Series game. My friend, who generously offered his family's extra ticket to me, still pokes fun at me for the stupid grin I had on my face for the first eight innings of the game.
As the final seconds of Game 5 ticked off the clock, it was a bittersweet moment.
Tragedy struck suburban Orlando on Monday with news of a murder-suicide claiming the lives of a Heathrow family.
While wondering what midtown bar you should visit on Friday evening remains a bigger Gainesville no-brainer than taking an online course, pondering where to move post-college could be deemed almost unanswerable.
It seems like every year, when the graduation fanfare has subsided and the confetti has reached the floor, graduates turn their eyes to the piece of paper standing in for four years of trial and tuition and ask the rather pressing question, "What did I just put myself through?"
Abdul-Azim Mohammed was providing a play-by-play of the Iran Election early Sunday morning. Azim first reported that local police stations had been forced to burn ballot boxes filled with votes for Mir-Hossein Mousavi, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad's presidential challenger. A few minutes later, Azim declared that Internet access and phone lines had been cut off. Later, Azim's reports of people filling the streets of Tehran were verified with BBC footage showing legions of angry young Iranians chanting "Death to the Dictator" in the streets.
I sure hope that Minnesota can get used to being a congressional amputee.