What's Your Excuse?

By Brett Erasmus

So, you are wondering what to do in the summer fitness-wise. You’ve tried yoga, boxing, rowing, rock-climbing, salsa dancing, spinning, the list goes on... if you really want a challenge try doing a triathlon. Admittedly, I have not been brave (and by brave I used to mean fit, I'll explain this shortly) enough yet to do one, but last weekend a friend of mine who raced last year did manage to sucker me into volunteering for the New York City triathlon.

Post College Sport: Join an athletic board (and here’s why)

New board member Sarah Odell is a frequent contributor to Fair Game News.com. Read her latest article about squash after college and the importance (and advantages) of joining an athletic board - like the MSRA!

fairgamenews.com - Post College Sport: Join an athletic board (and here’s why) By Sarah Odell

What it Takes to be a World Champ

By Brett Erasmus

Well I clearly know nothing about soccer, so there is some squash stuff below that may interest you. All the South American teams I fancied were pretty much knocked out at the quarterfinals stage (Uruguay had to cheat to go through to the semis), but it was fun to speculate on what the decisive factors may be. I guess it makes sense that the current two best teams in the world would meet in the World Cup final. Spain was ranked FIFA number one going into the tournament and Holland currently has the longest unbeaten streak in international soccer (over 2 years). One of these two teams will make history on Sunday as neither have previously won the Soccer World Cup and as previously noted, a team from the northern hemisphere has never won a world cup played in the southern hemisphere. My money is on Spain (which means the Dutchmen will probably win).

Some Enchanted Squash Thoughts....

By Tracy Gates

On my way to play squash the other evening, I was waiting to cross the street when a flicker of light caught my eye—like the sparkle of rain drops or phosphorescence in water. Only it wasn’t raining and the nearest water was a few blocks away in the Hudson. Instead, it turned out to be the windshield of a parked SUV and the glass was reflecting a shimmer of moving lights. They swirled and sparked across the glass and I stood on the curb momentarily mesmerized until the light changed and I stepped into the street. And then I stopped. It’s so easy to move quickly in this city, to briefly register something out of the ordinary and then continue on without giving it much thought. So I stepped back on the curb, and I looked.

An early evening breeze was blowing off the Hudson and it was ruffling the leaves of one of the young street trees. Sunlight was catching the undersides of the leaves, turning them gold before they slipped back to green and then again to gold in the wind. It was no longer a common street tree; it was enchanted. Or maybe it was nature reminding anyone who noticed that it was still there—even next to Dunkin Doughnuts.