Opinion
Thoughts from the Georgetown community.
It’s hotter than hell in Yates
You step inside and hand your card over to the Yates Memorial Field House staff member. Then it hits you. The sweltering air overwhelms you. It’s damp. It’s humid. It’s as hot as hell. Maybe even hotter. It continues as you take your first step down the stairs, and sweat already starts beading on your forehead before you’ve even lifted a weight.