Finally...

Sometimes a small and unexpected piece of news makes me irrationally happy. My Dad sent me some newspaper clippings a few days ago and one included an article on this year's Dad Vail regatta results. I raced for years, was on some good crews, and have a nice medal and shirt collection (bronze in the Dad Vail in case your curious), but I never beat Temple (except as a freshmen, but I don't like to count that one, were talking varsity here). I hated those guys because no one could beat them in the Dad Vail. They just dominated the race. In Washington D.C. my crew almost beat them in the Cherry Blossom regatta, but we came up short by a tenth of a second. Now I am elated as someone finally beat them.

Yes, it's me in the bow.