When the Georgetown University Grilling Society contacted George Foreman about inviting him to be a guest speaker at an upcoming event, its members never imagined that they would be invited to compete in a grilling competition.
After scoring 27 runs in their previous two games, Georgetown’s baseball team was held in check by St. John’s this past weekend, getting swept in a three game series at home.
For just under 10 minutes, I had read aloud an inflammatory valedictory address that berated my high school in front of a gathering of hundreds, with a line of administrators staring at my back.
My brother once told me that there are only three types of people who ride Amtrak trains to North Carolina: indigent college kids like me, Southern psychos and convicts.
