Yale Daily News

I woke up and began to panic. It wasn’t far from New Haven to Boston, and I’d fallen asleep after a long night spent polishing my piece for the Harvard-Yale issue of WEEKEND. The train was empty, and I knew I’d missed my stop. If only life had been that simple.

November 21, 2013

Americans love sports. They don their paraphernalia — a cap, a hoodie, a proof of fandom — and sit on a couch to have one-sided conversations with their television screens. They frequent stadiums to enjoy the action mere feet away, to relax, not relax, revel in the crowd. They get their fix, paradoxically enough, by creating their own fantasy teams, virtual fiefdoms in which the average father of four can concoct and manage a perfect roster of players built from real-life athletes. They cheer, jeer, cry, harangue, fill the taverns to celebrate a victory, take to the same taverns to mourn a defeat. No matter the outcome, pride for the sports junkie, in all its expressions, becomes a take-no-prisoners mentality, a stimulant and a shield.

November 21, 2013

Let’s be real — many of you reading this aren’t going to pay a lot of attention at the game. For all of you couch potatoes, the real showdown takes place in movies and on the silver screen. You probably pick up on every character with Ivy blood and wonder how screenwriters choose alma maters for their characters. In the competitive spirit of this weekend’s Harvard-Yale Game, we’re pairing of some prominent fictional students and alums of Harvard and Yale. Can you guess which school will reign supreme?

November 21, 2013

The two of them are one of many pairs will find themselves split along the sidelines when we come together for the game on Saturday. For many of us, this is a chance to poke fun at the other school in person, instead of from afar. But how does this ridicule affect divided friends and family?

November 21, 2013

Between Thursday night celebratory dinners (because thankfully, our break starts now), Friday night mixers, and Saturday’s tailgate, students and campus visitors will be forced to navigate a confusing matrix of food and drink options, maximizing calorie consumption without sacrificing the drunken buzz of Harvard-Yale.

November 21, 2013

The other day, I learned that I had gotten an F on a final paper for my political science seminar, “Yale After 1845.” My thesis was, “Harvard is better than Yale.” I emailed my TA and asked her to explain the failing grade. This was her response:

November 21, 2013

When Eli Benioff ’17 returned to campus this fall, he knew he could cope.

November 15, 2013

When Eli Benioff ’17 returned to campus this fall, he knew he could cope.

November 15, 2013

While leading an impromptu tour of the quarter-acre territory, student farm manager Corinne Almquist NR ’16 is the schoolmarm taking attendance: mint, cilantro, Chinese cabbage, a shy sprawling of marigolds atop a lattice to her left, a whole lot of garlic, all present. She runs her fingers through the spiky chives like she’s ruffling the fur of a wet pooch – the class pet, maybe, left out in the rain. There’s slumping bok choy at the rear, and straight-backed dinosaur kale, riddled with acne-like pustules, at the front, the class know-it-all with its handlike leaves raised high. All this classroom really needs is a bell.

November 15, 2013

Maybe the best thing about opening for the Yale Symphony Orchestra Halloween Show is that, for as long as our band stays together, we will be able to say that our first show sold out a 2,700-person auditorium in eight minutes.

November 8, 2013

It’s 3 a.m., and Professor Jason Stanley is surprised to find himself in bed with his wife. Indeed, since moving to New Haven in August, […]

November 8, 2013