Archive - 2011 - Staff Blog
I was eight years old when Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa brought Major League Baseball back to life.
Four years after the 1994 baseball season was cut short by a player strike, America was still trying to rebuild its relationship with its national pastime. But baseball had a lot of work to do — it had, after all, walked out on the country, and you don’t just walk back in and expect everything to be fine again — you have to rebuild trust.
You have to make people believe again.
Reporter John Flowers chatted with VPR's Mitch Wertlieb about the proposed solar array in Middlebury and the wave of solar projects going up across the county. Read the original article, "Middlebury solar array eyed," from our July 4 edition, then check out more of our stories on solar power. Listen in on the interview here, or listen to the clip on VPR's website.
Leave it to the biggest show boaters in professional sports to steal the sports headlines even in their off-season.
The NFL lockout is the most disheartening sports story of the last decade — and possibly the previous one as well. Worse than “(insert star college athlete) receives (insert inappropriate side benefit)” scandals. Worse than officials accepting bribes to tip games. Worse than steroids.
Why? Because it’s never been so blatantly obvious that we, the fans, have been completely forgotten.
Many professional sports are now openly embracing instant replay technology that allows close calls to be reviewed and, if necessary, corrected. Professional football has even implemented instant replay in the form of a challenge system, which actually adds an element of strategy to the game.
Just two weeks from the July 6 slaughter date, participants in the "Chick to Plate" project at the Hannaford Career Center are becoming concerned that they won't be able to fulfill the "to plate" part of their project — in other words, that they won't find takers for all 150 or so chickens they have lovingly raised on the north campus of the HCC.
Pushing pedal over pedal, I trudged ahead on my bike through pouring sheets of frigid rain. My cold, drenched clothes weighed me down, but I forged on through last Saturday’s doom and gloom to photograph Mount Abe’s graduation.
I have been looking forward to my next post for some time now – Since March, the inevitable aches, pains, and nuisance injuries of middle age have kept me off the trails and out of my running shoes. While I am not back to 100% (or what delusionally passes for 100% at this point in my life), I was at the point where continued rest and inactivity seemed to hurt more than help. Contemplating a relatively short, easy run I remembered learning of a much less traveled trail up Snake Mountain, ascending from the gentler east side of the mountain.
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