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Boston Bruins Ice Girls
The Boston Bruins Ice Girls, or simply Bruins Ice Girls, are a professional cheerleading team (specifically, an NHL Ice Dancer team) supporting the Boston Bruins of the National Hockey League. The 2011–2012 Bruins Ice Girls team consists of 17 members[1] including their captain, 'Holly.' [2] During Bruins home games the Bruins Ice Girls host different contests and events, many of which involve the fans. Outside of Bruins games the Bruins Ice Girls are also very active in the community, and are involved in charity events, fundraisers, and viewing parties.
The Bruins Ice Girls team was originally formed for the 2002-03 NHL season and consisted of 12 members.[3] Their first uniform consisted of black pants and simulated Bruins sweaters. The Bruins Ice Girls' duties during their first season included skating onto the ice with the Bruins trash barrels to help clean the ice during stoppages in play, and assist with on-ice promotions in between periods.[4]
The Bruins Ice Girls team has always chosen its members via a series of tryouts. Since its inception, the team has gained popularity from applicants, with over 900 applying for the 5 open positions for the 2011-12 NHL season.[2][4]
Bruins Ice Girl Events[edit]
During Bruins Home Games[edit]
The Bruins Ice Girls work all Bruins home games including pre-season games. During the games the Ice Girls perform a variety of tasks, including talking with fans in the concourse and at the Ice Girl's Station, handing out rosters,[5] skating on the ice for on-ice promotions in between periods, and signing autographs and posing for pictures with fans. One of the most popular Ice Girl events is the Ice Girl T-shirt toss, during which members of the team take to the ice and the stands and give free Bruins t-shirts to the fans, either by throwing them or firing them out of air-powered cannons.[2][6][7]
In The Community[edit]
The Bruins Ice Girls also support other competitive sports teams in the Boston area, at both the professional and youth levels. They have made appearances at minor league teams' games and events,[8] and at youth hockey games.[9]
The Bruins Ice Girls work with many charities and non-profit organizations. The charity that they are most commonly involved with is The Bruins Foundation,[10] and they are also involved with others such as The Starlight Children's Foundation, The American Heart Association,[2] and The MSPCA-Angell.[11]
Much of their community work involves The Bruins Ice Girls interacting directly with fans. They host 'Skate with the Ice Girls' events where tickets can be purchased to skate with them and the Bruins mascot, Blades, at local skating rinks (with all proceeds supporting various charities and non-profits).[12] They also do hospital visits,[13] and work with primary and secondary public schools to develop educational programs[14]
See also[edit]
- ^ "Boston Bruins Ice Girl Bios".
- ^ a b c d Phil Stacey (December 16, 2011). "Fenwick's Welch thrilled to be a Boston Bruins Ice Girl". Salem News. salemnews.com. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Pagnotta, David (Winter 2011–12). "Boston Bruins Ice Girls". The Fourth Period (011): 42–45.
- ^ a b Dan Shaughnessy (March 18, 2003). "A NEW SPIN ON BRUINS ICE". The Boston Globe. Globe Newspaper Company. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ "Tampa Bay Lightning vs. Boston Bruins – Photos". ESPN. ESPN. Retrieved 30 March 2012.
- ^ Christopher Hurley (October 28, 2011). "North Shore native Rachel Welch joins Boston Bruins 'Ice Girls'". wickedlocal.com. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Marvin Pave (January 11, 2009). "Role for Bruins fits an ice star". The Boston Globe. Globe Newspaper Company. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ "Fisher Cats to Celebrate Boston Bruins Stanley Cup Championship on August 25". blog.nheconomy.com. August 18, 2011. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Patti Beckman (January 5, 2011). "Bruins Ice Girls and BLADES, the Bruins Mascot are coming to Reading!". January 5, 2011. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ "Bruins Casino Night". Boston Common Magazine. Niche Media LLC. Retrieved 30 March 2012.
- ^ Mark Shanahan & Meredith Goldstein (December 30, 2010). "Good News". The Boston Globe. Globe Newspaper Company. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Mick Colageo (January 28, 2011). "Bruins Ice Girls at Hetland Sunday". blogs.southcoasttoday.com. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Mark Shanahan and Meredith Goldstein (December 27, 2011). "Norwood 6-year-old gets his Bruins wish". The Boston Globe. Globe Newspaper Company. Retrieved February 16, 2012.
- ^ Amanda Beland (January 19, 2012). "Bruins doin's: ICE Girls award Somersworth Middle School students for finished projects". fosters.com. Retrieved February 16, 2012.

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Yo - Ian Bogost - The Atlantic
Geege Schuman stashed this in SOCIAL
Stashed in: Marc Andreessen, @elonmusk, Colbert, Snapchat, Hilarity, Secret!, Hodor!
Enter Yo, an app created by Israeli entrepreneur Or Arbel, reportedly in a mere 8 hours time. All it does is send the message "Yo" to an interlocutor. Arbel has raised $1 million in angel investment, a fact that the Internet has responded to with reasonable astonishment. "Not an Onion article," your friends may already have written in captions on Facebook posts or Twitter links to news of Yo's yodelers.
It's stupid. There's no other word for it. But according to TechCrunch, 50,000 people have sent 4 million Yos since the app was launched on, uhm, April Fool's Day of this year. But sometimes in stupidity we find a kind of frankness, an honesty. For his part, Arbel has rather overstated the matter. "We like to call it context-based messaging," he told The New York Times. "You understand by the context what is being said."
This sort of fancy talk, combined with an influx of investment capital and the attendant expectations of billion-dollar valuations, rankles the everyman. It sounds like nonsense and duplicity: Another tech buffoon trying to dupe the world into enough attention to yield a quick, profitable exit. And it is that, make no mistake. But there's something undeniably true about the underlying premise of Yo. Not its story as a tech startup—Arbel has moved from his native Israel to San Francisco to work on Yo full-time—but about the way constant, always-on, always-available communication devices and networks have amplified the function of meta-communication. When we talk online, mostly we say variants of one thing: Here I am. Are you here? Yes, yes I'm here. And these statements have just as much meaning when withheld: No, I'm not here, not for you at least, or not right now.
Hacked by the Secret founder:
How Yo went viral:
Now at 2 million users 1 month later.
Andreessen, in case you didn't see his latest tweetstorm, thinks Yo could represent a modern take on "one-bit communication" and is reminiscent of the global "missed call" phenomenon. (That is, how people in third-world countries and other developing markets regularly ring someone and hang up as a type of communication.)
Seemingly he misses the point that the signal is not often "yo," it's "I'm out of minutes; I don't have money; here is my message."
I see, it's hard for him to understand the "I don't have money" message.
Right! Andreeson has a US-centric view.
First, a missed call is useful only because it does something that you can't otherwise do. If Yo did not exist, anyone with a smartphone would still able to send a message via WhatsApp or Facebook or countless other apps that read, simply, "yo." But if all you have is a landline or simple cellphone, there is no zero-cost way to replace a missed call.
Second, even though a "yo" is notionally free, it does extract a hidden cost: access, at the very least, to your smartphone's contact book. A mobile network knows only your number and the number you're calling. The hidden price in so many "free" apps—giving the app-maker access to your personal data—is something both the developers and users of these apps often forget about.
Third, the missed call was born out of economic necessity. Hundreds of millions of people in the poor world came up with the idea independently of each other, and they did so because it was a way to save a rupee, a taka, a shilling, or a cedi. The "Yo" app was invented, as far as I can tell, because one guy was too lazy (paywall) to call his secretary.
Colbert does not approve:
How to make Yo more useful:
You HAVE to see Elon Musk at this Tesla shareholder meeting -- fast forward to minute 36:
Yo now over 200,000 users:
There's also Nutmeg and Wut in this race to build the simplest smartphone app:
Useless messaging apps are certainly having a moment, but now, we are seeing a whole new level of unnecessary. First, we had Yo, which only allows you to send one word. Then Yo got hacked and died (or perhaps that is just my wishful thinking.) Then there is Emojli, which allows you to send only Emojis. Now, we have Yo, Hodor, so Game of Thrones fans, and other people who just like saying 'Hodor', are now able to send just the word Hodor to their contacts.
For those of you who don't religiously watch Game of Thrones, Hodor is a character who can only say one word: Hodor. So the app is certainly appropriate, silly, and sure to amuse GoT's masses of die hard fans.
App developer Tyler Hedrick created Hodor in four hours, half the time it took to develop Yo. He told Daily Dot, "I wrote an app called Hodor because Hodoring someone is so much cooler than Yoing someone." We would have to agree.
The app works similar to Yo. You create a username, find friends also using the app through your contacts, and then send them a Hodor. The app also sends an audio clip of Hodor saying, well ... "Hodor." The audio clip is pulled directly from Game of Thrones, so Hedrick may run into some legal issues, as he admitted toTechCrunch: "The sound clip I use for push notifications was taken from the show, so they technically own that, too. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I assume they would give me a cease and desist before trying to sue me."
Yo, Hodor is only available for iOS, but for Android users looking for a quick Hodor, there is Hodor Keyboard, an app which replaces every letter with 'Hodor.'
Hodor Hodor Hodor.


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The Royal baby, Andy Murray's sensational Wimbledon victory and Miley Cyrus 'twerking' have been revealed as some of the hottest topics on Twitter this year.
More than 25,300 tweets were sent per minute after the birth of Prince George was announced on an easel outside Buckingham Palace in July sparked frenzied excitement around the world.
But eight of the top 10 topics of the year for Twitter traffic were sport-related.
When Andy Murray became the first British male Wimbledon singles champion since Fred Perry in 1936, 120,000 tweets were sent on the subject each minute.
Other moments capturing the imagination of the Twitterati included Manchester United's 2-1 defeat to Real Madrid in the Champions League and Wigan's FA Cup final triumph over Manchester City.
The election of Pope Francis in March sparked a massive 132,000 tweets per minute as millions of people trained their eyes on Rome's Sistine Chapel and flooded the internet with updates.
Also achieving some of the most tweets per second was Mumford and Sons' closing set at Glastonbury in June, with millions marking the moment the band were joined on stage by The Vaccines and Vampire Weekend to sing Beatles classic With A Little Help From My Friends.
Twerking - the risque dance move made famous by US star Miley Cyrus at the MTV Video Music Awards in August - became a sensation both offline and on Twitter.
One of the most talked about moments of the night - and in the showbiz year - both Cyrus, her twerking and her foam finger prop took the site by storm as people expressed mainly shock and disapproval.
With almost 25 million unique followers between them, it comes as no surprise the 1D movie premiere took over the Twitter conversation.
As Harry, Zayn, Louis, Niall and Liam took to the red carpet in London's Leicester Square for One Direction: This Is Us in August, fans around the world tweeted about the band and the film.
There were more than 3.6 million related tweets on the day, and in 24 hours there were more than 1.9 million tweets using the hashtag #1DMoviePremiere.
Three of the five most retweeted messages of the year also came from members of the boyband.
Prince George was not the only baby to be the centre of attention with micro-bloggers this year, as the birth of Kim Kardashian and Kanye West's daughter was also hotly gossiped about during the summer.
Fans of the American couple eagerly awaited the latest news on Twitter after Kardashian's sister Khloe appeared to let the word slip when she tweeted about the "miracle" that had become part of their family.
The baby's name North West was also much scoffed at on the social networking site.
The top 10 topics in UK Twitter traffic in 2013 in terms of tweets per second:
1. March 5: Manchester United are beaten 2-1 by Real Madrid, knocking them out of the Champions League.
2. January 1: Revellers celebrate as they see in the new year.
3. July 13: Andy Murray wins Wimbledon, making him the first male British singles champion since Fred Perry in 1936.
4. June 2: England draw 2-2 with Brazil in a friendly in a match that marked the official reopening of the Maracana stadium ahead of the Brazil 2014 World Cup.
5. April 30: Real Madrid beat Borussia Dortmund 2-0 in the Champions League semi-final second leg, but are knocked out of the competition on aggregate.
6. May 11: Wigan win the FA Cup Final, the first major trophy in their history.
7. August 14: England beat Scotland 3-2 in an international friendly at Wembley.
8. April 23: Bayern Munich beat Barcelona 4-0 in the first leg of the Champions League semi-final, equalling Barcelona's worst European defeat in their history.
9. June 30: Mumford and Sons close the Glastonbury Festival, with a special appearance on stage from The Vaccines and Vampire Weekend to sing The Beatles classic With a Little Help From My Friends.
10. October 15: England beat Poland 2-0, qualifying for a place in the Brazil 2014 World Cup.
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To slap or not to slap, that is not the question. The issue of slapping children has become shorthand for the philosophical divide that dogs modern child-rearing practices.
It gave title to Christos Tsiolkas's book and TV series, The Slap; it sets the scene for the current Sydney Festival theatrical piece, Never Did Me Any Harm, and it forms the backdrop to cafe conversations about the right way to raise a child.
The cultural lines of parenthood might have neatly fallen around the question of physical punishment but it's not about the slap. It's about whether a poor form of punishment is better than no punishment at all and, indeed, whether children deserve any form of punishment at all. Let's face it, no one comes away from a slap feeling good.
Even parents who aren't that fussed about the impact of a slap know that it represents a failure. It means that more effective forms of discipline haven't worked.
Where the cultural lines diverge is around the idea that those who fervently reject slapping also reject any form of punishment and the idea that those who aren't too fussed with slapping are probably major disciplinarians.
Not too long ago, the disciplinarian parent was the outcast but, increasingly, it's the hands-off parent who is bearing the social scorn.
Too often, the never-slap ideology is accompanied by a never-discipline practice. The parent might use nudges, logical debate, distraction devices or reward incentives to get a child to do the right thing but if all this fails and the child misbehaves, then there is no action. The parenting ceases when it is most needed.
Whatever happens after that is something that the shoppers in the supermarket have to bear, or the teachers have to pick up after or society at large has to learn to live with when the children become adults.
A child without boundaries, as The Slap explored, is a misery for parents, for friends and future employers. More importantly, he's a misery to himself and will invariably face harsh lessons in life once he meets the boundaries of school, peer groups and bosses.
The never, never slap ideology has other problems. It is often cloaked with the concept of the perfect parent, particularly the perfect mother.
This perfect mother is one who is reduced to an endlessly loving person. Some might say a relentlessly loving person.
This ideal of love at all costs is a form of lite-love because it strips motherhood of other roles – the mentor, the worker, the trusted critic and the individual, who will let go of her child one day at a time. Perfect mum is not only a saccharine version of motherhood but, as child experts have long believed, a damaging one.
If perfect mum is hard enough to stomach, then perfect child is even more worrying. The idea that a child is born pure and innocent and will remain an innocent with the right rearing also strips the child of their identity and personality.
You don't have to look too far back into your own childhood to know that children can lie and cheat, be mean and selfish, enjoy making mischief and will default to lazy. It's what makes them what they are. And, in many ways, it's what makes them such a delight.
At heart, the perfect parent, perfect child idea is a conceit. It's a form of narcissism and perhaps it's not surprising that young parents, who were raised in the steam of the self-esteem era, believe that parenthood can be perfect.
One of the most humbling things a caring parent can say is that they have slapped their child. For everyone, outside of psychopaths, that is an admission of failure; an admission of weakness; an admission that in that moment they weren't perfect and nor were their children.
It's not good enough and that's where good parenting begins. A few generations ago, famous paediatrician and psychologist Donald Winnicott laid down the idea of the good enough mother. She was, he said, someone who wasn't perfectly attuned to her child but "ordinarily devoted" to the child.
The good enough mother gave a child room to grow and it gave the mother room to be human.
Under the Winnicott ideal, we should strive for good enough parenting. It's not perfect, it's not the professional approach and it's not world's best; and for those reasons it works best for us humans.
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The following takes place, in my head, after World's End. HOWEVER, there are no spoilers for Dead Man's Chest and can equally be set post-Curse of the Black Pearl.
Disclaimer: None of the characters contained therein are mine, and I am making no profit through toying with them.
If the idea of a three way relationship bothers you, please don't read this; otherwise, enjoy!
For all her education, and reading, and her attempts to behave so worldly, Elizabeth is still in many ways very much an innocent; so she is fast coming to realise.
She dreamt of pirates, yes. But she never imagined that she would actually become embroiled in their schemes and plots.
She dreamt of wealth. But it was the inherited, respectable wealth of a governer's daughter, not the pillaged earnings of a buccaneer.
She dreamt of love, as every girl does. She imagined marrying the handsome local blacksmith, despite her father's mild disapproval, and living with him till the end of her days.
Never once did she dream that love, when she found it, would be like this. Her mind, conditioned by the polite society of her childhood, never came close to imagining this reality. Three of them; Jack, Will and her. So unconventional a relationship that the possibility never even occurred to her before the reality happened, and yet it was so very perfect.
She buries her face in Jack's hair, breathing him in as he traces her collarbone with his tongue. She can smell brine and smoke among the braids, as well as something else, something she is just on the verge of deciphering when – oh! Will finally frees her of the lacing of her bodice, and his clever craftsman's hands are caressing her flesh, and it's wonderful. It is Will, she realises, that last scent, it's Will. And then all thoughts of smells and scents are abandoned, and she gives herself wholly to sensation and feeling, and she was right, it is – they are – perfect.
Will is less naïve, and such a scenario had, on occasion, occurred to him, despite the offence it had caused his sense of propriety. He knew that Elizabeth loved him, knew it a surely as he knew he loved her, but at the same time he realised that she equally loved Jack.
To begin with, this situation had been a compromise; a way of keeping her as his Elizabeth. He never considered the idea that he would find the taste of Jack's weathered skin as sweet as – sweeter, sometimes, than Elizabeth's delicate porcelain. Although it is not so pale now; after days exposed to the sweltering Caribbean sun, Elizabeth's skin resembles less the porcelain cup than the milky, sweetened tea inside it, although the taste of it – that is altogether more earthy.
Jack, on the other hand; one might expect to taste the fermented sugar taste of rum on his skin, and true, on his lips and tongue Will often can. He leaves a slight and not entirely unpleasant aftertaste of alcohol on Elizabeth's sweet skin as they explore her together, a tantalising reminder of the unique dynamics of their relationship. But when it is Jack's turn to be explored by taste, it is the exotic flavours of saffron and cocoa Will thinks of as he traces his tongue across the whip scars that cover Jack's back. Exotic flavours that Will never expected to be privileged enough to taste, and thus it had never occurred to him to covet them. Now, cocoa is one of the most valuable commodities on the Pearl, and the cook is constantly scolding Will for stealing his precious spices.
Jack is by far the most knowledgeable of the three; it was he who first manoeuvred them into this situation. He likes to step back sometimes, to admire what he considers his greatest prize yet. Sometimes he regrets his actions slightly; intimate moments on deck, the two of them gazing towards distant land, Will's hand resting reassuringly on Lizzie's waist, anchoring her. Other times, he feels nothing but pride at having succeeded in releasing the two of them; times when Lizzie has abandoned all pretense of being anything but a sensual, lusty, beautiful woman. She places delicate kisses all over Will's body, and as Jack watches Will closes his eyes in painful arousal, one arm braced against the cabin wall to hold himself upright, and Jack is overcome by the thought that here, at least, he does not need to be a pirate.
He is used to following the code, to taking without asking, giving nothing back; here, he gives everything he has and receives twice that in return, and he still cannot quite believe it. Yes, he likes to watch, and observe, but it is never for long; Will will turn from the rail, arm outstretched to welcome him into their embrace, or Lizzie will turn that arch glance on him, a slight smile on her face that promises wicked, wonderful things to come. Watching, Jack knows, is rarely as good as the real thing, but with them he realises he can be content with either.
It was all very well, Gibbs mutters to himself as he knocks a third time at the Captain's door, that the three of them were happy; that was plain enough to see. But he – and the rest of the crew - did wish that it was a little less obvious to hear.
- Fin -
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Chevrolet offered two models in 1933, featuring 11 passenger car body styles and unlimited styles for commercial vehicles; Chevy built commercial bodies to order, and styles depended on the demands of the buyer. Chevy placed the CA Master Series on a 110-inch wheelbase and the low-cost Mercury CC Series on a 107-wheelbase. The two-door, five-passenger CA Master Series Coach model was the most popular, with 162,626 units sold in 1933.
CA Master Series
The 1933 CA Master Series models came in the following trims: the two-door Business Coupe; the two-door Cabriolet, which could accommodate up to four people; the Coach; the five-passenger Phaeton; the four-door Sedan; the two-door Sport Coupe; the two-door Sport Roadster; and the Town Sedan. All models came with fender-mounted spare tires on both front fenders. Chevrolet reported that owners complained the front doors often rubbed against the spares. This required owners to adjust the door hinges in order to move the doors slightly. The Sedans sold numbered 162,361 units in 1933, while the Sport Roadster was the low-seller, with 2,876 units. Only 543 Phaetons left Chevy showrooms.
CA Master Sedan Specifics
Fisher coach builders manufactured all Chevy passenger car bodies, while the Chevrolet Commercial Body Division built commercial bodies. The CA Master models typically received a 206-cubic-inch, in-line six-cylinder engine generating 65 horsepower. The body sat on a frame cushioned by front and rear semi-elliptic leaf springs. Chevy styled the CA Master and Mercury CC Coach models slightly different. All models featured softer lines than Chevy's competitors; they also had optional parking lamps atop the front fenders, and wire-wheels that were either chromed or the same color as the car body.
Mercury CC Series
The smaller of the two models was the Mercury CC Series, with a 107-inch wheelbase. The Mercury CC Series came in three body styles: Coach, three-window Coupe and Rumble Seat Coupe. Although the 1933 three-window Coupe sold for about $50 less than the $495 ($8,245 in 2010 dollars) Master Series Business Coupe did, sales were relatively poor. Perhaps the reason for the lack of enthusiasm was that all three Mercury CC models only came with doors. The Coach numbered 25,033 units sold; 8,909 three-window Coupes left the showrooms; and only 1,903 Rumble Seat Coupes rolled off the assembly line.
Mercury CC Series Coach Specifics
The Mercury CC Series Coach model had a front track width of 56.5 inches, with the rear measuring 57.75 inches. The six-cylinder engine was smaller than that of the Master Series, displacing only 181 cubic inches and generating 60 horsepower. Semi-elliptic leaf springs cushioned the frame; and similar to the Master Series, all-wheel, 10-inch mechanical brakes stopped the car. The Mercury CC and Master Series cars rode on 17-inch wheels.
Commercial Bodies
Chevy provided custom bodies for its commercial vehicles, working from a chassis and engine or chassis and cowl. These vehicles included panel trucks, pickup trucks, delivery sedans, dump trucks and three-quarter to 5-ton commercial trucks. All bodies were constructed so that parts could be interchangeable. This kept production costs low and body panel replacement easy. The Commercial Division constructed each body in sections, which were divided by the platform, doors, sides, roofs and windshields. The sides were quarter-panels and other flat body components. While this was common practice for commercial vehicles, Chevy also employed similar construction methods for its passenger cars. Commercial vehicles used two types of paint: Regular Duco, with a high polish, and baking Duco, which was a long-lasting and quick-drying paint.
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Jack Nicklaus could not have known just what he was starting, when in 1977 he called for the Great Britain & Ireland Ryder Cup team to be expanded to include players from continental Europe.
Fittingly, it was at his own Muirfield Village Club in Columbus, Ohio, a decade later, that the Americans were beaten for the first time on home soil, and with intensified competition between the two sets of players came more extreme partisanship from the crowds, culminating in the toxic atmosphere of Brookline 1999. That Ryder Cup is remembered for the intemperate behaviour of the US players and fans after Justin Leonard had holed a huge birdie putt on the 17th green, but it should also be recalled that Colin Montgomerie's 70-year-old father had earlier felt compelled to leave the course, so distressed was he by abusive comments directed by spectators towards his son. Old Sam Ryder must have turned in his grave.
Still, better a toxic atmosphere than no atmosphere at all. For decades, American golf fans took little or no interest in the Ryder Cup; the PGA of America faced a formidable four-yearly challenge to sell the event to sponsors and spectators, some of whom were unaware that professional golf even existed outside the United States. Imagine, then, the puzzlement that greeted the 3&2 opening-day defeat of Arnold Palmer, an all-American hero and the game's transcendent superstar, and his partner Johnny Pott, by a little-known Scotsman called George Will and his Welsh teammate Brian Huggett, in Atlanta in 1963.
"When the match finished on the 17th green, 12 people applauded," recalled Huggett this week. "And they were all members of the Great Britain & Ireland committee."
Despite that memorable foursomes win, the GB&I team took their habitual hammering in that Ryder Cup, and the pattern continued, but for a rare tie in 1969, until 1977, by which time Huggett was non-playing captain. Six months or so later, he set off for the Masters with Lord Derby, president of the PGA, their mission to insist that if the Ryder Cup team was no longer to be restricted to British and Irish players, it should at least be confined only to Europeans. "By then, quite a few of the American players wanted to make it them against the Rest of the World," Huggett added. "But we felt it at least had to be Europe, otherwise it would lose its identity."
So Europe it was, although for a while the hammerings continued, and the American golfing public maintained their indifference. "In 1979 at Greenbrier, they didn't even know it was called the Ryder Cup," Nick Faldo told The Independent last week. "They called it the Ryder Cup international matches. And if you look at the footage of those days, it was nothing like what it is now, with golf courses chosen for their amphitheatre effect, and that incredible partisanship, which crossed the line at Kiawah [in 1991, and at Brookline]."
The last real American hammering was administered at Walton Heath in 1981, although Howard Clark, who like Faldo had made his debut four years earlier in the final throes of the GB&I era, understandably likes to recall that he thumped the great Tom Watson 4&3 in the singles that year. "He was five under par, too, when he lost, and I was nine under. Not many people know that ... and not many people really care."
As Clark sees it, the fierce partisanship among spectators at the Ryder Cup all started with a single missed putt, the day-two tiddler that Craig Stadler missed at The Belfry in 1985, to hand an unlikely half to Bernhard Langer and Sandy Lyle.
"There was a kind of dull cheer, but our fans weren't cheering his miss, they were cheering Europe getting half a point. Unfortunately, it was misconstrued, and I think that led to Kiawah Island, where players were getting early-morning wake-up calls in their hotel rooms, and ultimately to Brookline."
Clark played on six Ryder Cup teams, winning three times, losing twice, and tieing once. "In the 10 years between 1985 and 1995, the atmosphere changed totally," he told The Independent. "When we won on their patch in 1987, you could sense the American crowd being really brassed off. And in 1995 at Oak Hill [in New York State], there was a narrow walkway from the practice putting green to the first tee, and I remember that being very intimidating. Lots of comments calling you 'loser' and so on. It was pathetic stuff – I've heard much worse at kids' football matches – but still not nice. Except in my case it backfired, because I decided that nothing was going to upset me, nothing was going to excite me. I called it my flat-line mentality and it worked nicely. But I couldn't have played with that intensity all the time. I holed in one at Oak Hill and I didn't know how to celebrate, because how do you celebrate when you're flat-lining?"
Clark never captained a Ryder Cup team, which is either a shame or a mercy, depending on your perspective, because he has said that he would have made Geoffrey Boycott his right-hand man. These days, he is on the Sky Sports commentary team and, even though the spectre of Brookline is receding into the distance, he reckons that the catcalling from the galleries at Valhalla four years ago was as bad as he has heard it.
What will it be like at Medinah these next few days? Everyone says that with Davis Love III and Jose Maria Olazabal captaining the teams, manifestly a pair of gents, the crowds will be enthusiastic but respectful. Yet if, in the sports-mad city of Chicago, the Americans find themselves trailing, some of us wouldn't like to bet on high standards of sportsmanship. Maybe that's a good thing. At least it will show that they care. But in any event, the Ryder Cup as it was when Brian Huggett and George Will beat Arnie Palmer and Johnny Pott in virtual silence, has gone for ever.Reuse content


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The next time he woke up again, he felt a bit better, though he was alone. He was still on the large blanket surrounded by pillows in Scott's large living room. He sat up, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes.
"Fuck I need to pee." He grumbled. He fought the pain protesting in his chest, and well, everywhere. The hit to the tree still took a toll on him.
He got to his feet, suddenly seeing dots clutter his vision. He swayed legs still unable to gather any strength and the pain from one of his ankles didn't help at all.
"Stiles?" he heard Derek call to him. He would turn around to him if it weren't for the fact that he was about to fall over. "Stiles!"
He felt arms wrap around his waist, but the jolt of being caught sent some pain in his chest.
"Fuck—that hurts." Stiles hissed. "Why is my body so weak?" he asked as Derek helps him to his feet.
"You died Stiles. Lydia brought you back and healed the wounds in your heart, but she didn't heal the pain everywhere else. She went unconscious a bit after you did." He paused for a moment to hold Stiles up a bit more comfortably. "Your body's still weak from the hit you took from the tree as well as your body is trying to get things to normal, now that your heart is beating again." Derek explained to him.
"Fuck—so not cool." He whined. "I need to pee." Derek chuckled. He helped Stiles to the bathroom down the hall, thank fuck Scott had two bathrooms, he was sure he wasn't going to make it all the way upstairs.
Stiles made Derek wait out so he can save his dignity and pee himself. He swayed, but kept his balance on the sink. As he flushed, he wobbled to the sink and glanced at himself in the mirror as he was washing his hands. He looked terrible. He was pale; bags under his eyes, his eyes were a bit pink from sleep. He shook his head and opened the door, seeing Derek hadn't move a single inch.
Derek lifted him in his arms carefully.
"Du—Derek it's only a few feet away." He whined, but didn't struggle. Derek sat him back in the nest of blankets and pillows, back into the bundle of warmth. Derek wrapped Stiles in it.
"How's your head?" Derek asked as he tilted Stiles' head.
"My head?"
"You had a cut on your head, remember?" Derek looked at him. "You don't remember?"
"—slipped my mind. Doesn't need stitches does it?" he tried to prod at it, but Derek stopped him.
"No. It wasn't deep enough for one."
"Where is everyone?" he asked, not seeing the pack here.
"Scott went to your house to grab some clothes with Allison. Jackson went with Lydia to gather a few more things so she can begin the healing process. Erica, Boyd and Isaac went to grab some things from the market, pretty sure to stop by and change too." He paused. "I don't know where Peter went."
"Oh god, Scott better not be making out with her on my bed." He groaned. "And is Lydia well enough to do it?" Derek nodded. "Peter…I'm sure he just needs some time to himself." Stiles leaned on Derek as he sat next to him under the blankets.
"Yea…" he looked at the boy. He continued to stare, even when Stiles looked up to him. His eyes glanced down to his lips, slowly trailing up to his eyes. He could feel Stiles' heart beat a bit faster, which makes him glad he can hear it.
He watched at the boy leaned up to him, and pressed his lips on his. It was a bit chapped, but nonetheless soft. Derek had his hand in Stiles'. The moment was perfect.
"What the hell?" a voice shrilled. They snapped their heads to the door, seeing Scott's mom standing there with her mouth gaping.
"Melissa, what's wro—" Stiles groaned. Oh no, no, no, no. Why now? "Stiles?!"
"Uh…hey…Dad...Ms. McCall…" he waved awkwardly.
"What the hell is going on here?" Melissa exclaimed as she threw her bag on the floor.
"Stiles. Care to explain why you're alone, on the floor, surrounded by blankets and pillows, with…Derek?" he set his hand on his gun. "Why in the hell were you kissing my underage son?" the sheriff walked towards them.
Stiles realized that his shirt was split open, and that his bandages had blood on them. He instinctively clutched the blanket closer to him and sunk down a bit. His Dad froze, seeing his movement just now.
"Are you naked Stiles?!"
"N-no! I-I'm not! Just cold, ya know, cold weather in all." He pretended to shiver. "Brrr."
"It's seventy-five."
"Stiles, you told me you were helping Scott with a Vet convention out of town." He glared at Stiles. "You lied to me." he bent down to pull the blanket off, but Stiles held it tighter. "Let go of the blanket Stiles, we need to talk." He pulled on it harder.
Whoa, hey there, he didn't send that message. So he wasn't lying.
Crap, crap, crap.
"Ah—uh, why can't we just sit and talk here?" he did a fake laughter. "No need to get…up." he noticed Melissa walking over and pulling on it too. "N-no, come on, give the injured man a bre—ah crap." He realized what he said. Melissa gazed over to Derek, who was avoiding all eyes because damn that pillow was interesting. She looked at Stiles, and noticed the gash on his head.
"Stiles what happened to your hea—did he do this to you?!" Melissa asked him.
"What—no! No, he'd never to that! I wouldn't sit near someone if they did!"
The sheriff shifted his feet, leaning on the other foot, hand still on his gun. "Why are you sitting so close to him?"
"Ah—uh—well—" Stiles stuttered.
"Stiles." Derek sighed out harshly. He looked at him, tugging on the blanket. "They—he needs to know." Stiles froze. "We can't keep it from him any longer."
"Know what exactly? Are you two going out?" the sheriff's face was getting mad. "Wait—he?" he turned to Melissa. "Do you know something I should know involving my son?"
Melissa threw her hands up. "I don't know! I was out of to—" she paused. "Does this have to do with Scott's problem?" she asked Derek and Stiles.
Derek nodded. He tugged on the blanket a bit more, looking at Stiles with a sincere face.
"—please, tell your father the truth. He's piecing it together; tell him before he finds out on his own."
Stiles looked to the ground for a moment, and finally let go.
"Oh my goodness, Stiles what happened?" Melissa asked as she bent down and examined his bloodied bandaged chest.
"You didn't even go to the hospital did you?!" as soon as she found his swollen ankle, she cursed. "Dammit Stiles, what happened! This can get a serious infection!" she demanded an answer.
"Stiles…what's going on…?" his father asked.
"Um, I don't know where to start honestly…"
"How about we have Derek explain." The sheriff suggested. He motioned at him.
Derek sighed. "You guys can come down now." He said aloud, in a demanding tone. "This conversation is happening, and you need to be down here."
The two adults gave a questioning look before peering over to the stairs, seeing heads poke down.
Stiles gaped. "How long have you been up there?!" the pack walked on down and awkwardly stood there.
"When we saw them coming up the driveway." Isaac answered. "We tried to get up as soon as possible to warn you guys, but we were too late."
"So much for your heightened senses." Stiles mumbled.
"Scott, you are grounded for lying to us." She glared at her son.
"I'm sorry—a lot of things happened and I didn't want you to get involved." He tried to reason with her, but by the look she gave him, she wasn't buying it.
"Are we gonna do this or not?" ah, Boyd, always the one to get straight to it.
Melissa sighed. "Oh god, everyone just—sit. You guys can leave the stuff in the kitchen while I go get some supplies for Stiles." She motioned for them to go along as she disappeared down the hall.
As Melissa came back with the supplies, everyone sat down and was situated.
"Take the shirt off Stiles. I need to take a look at your wound." She said as she went over to Stiles. He carefully peeled his shirt off, with the help from Derek and Melissa, and leaned onto the couch.
Melissa took out a pair of scissors and clipped at the bandages off. She winced as she peeled the last layer off, seeing it sticking to his skin from the dried blood. She searched through her bin for some peroxide and a cotton ball, so she can clean the wound and prevent an infection. "This will sting."
"Ah—geez, more pain." He winced as she started cleaning his wound. "Why can't Lydia just heal it?" he complained. "Less pain."
"For you, yea, for her, no." Jackson told him. "She's too weak to use her magic anymore. I'm not letting her do it. Take the pain like a man Stilinski, if we have to deal with it, so do you."
"I'm still waiting an explanation you guys." The sheriff's voice rang out. "Don't make me arrest all of you for putting my son in this condition."
Stiles avoided this moment. He actually had planned this out if the moment ever came, he just didn't think it would happen under the current circumstance.
He honestly was going to bribe his father with a large steak.
"We'll…" he sighed. "It started the day…" and so he explained to his dad on the day that changed his and Scott's life. The day when they went into the woods to find Laura's body (well the other half) and when Peter, with no sanity at the time, bit Scott.
He looked at the ground when he explained to his father, not wanting to see his disappointment because he kept something so important from him. That he broke his trust.
His dad had kept quiet the whole time. Every once in a while, one of the pack would interrupt to tell their side.
Derek also took the time to explain what really had happened involving the hale fire. Stiles could still feel the pain in his voice when he spoke of this subject, so he slid a hand and rested his fingers on top of his hand a little.
The small warmth from Stiles' fingers on his bit of hand comforted him. He slowly slid his hand closer to Stiles' as he shifts his body a bit.
Stiles then explained what really happened the day he was missing after he scored for the lacrosse team.
Then it all reached down to the battle with the Alphas. To when Deucalion stabbed Stiles in the chest and how he died. Of when he woke up in heaven and met her again, along with Derek and Peter's family.
He then told him, after seeing his father's face filled with pain hearing of his son's death and not knowing about it, Lydia, being a tribal elf, had brought him back from death. It was just Stiles whole heartedly outstanding holy fucking crap luck that all the necessary requirements were there to bring him back.
After he finished, he was really reluctant to look at him. Melissa had finished fixing him up a while ago and just sat there and listened to him as he explained.
The sheriff on the other hand, was speechless at what his son was keeping from him this whole entire time and how dangerous the situation really was. He looked at Stiles, aside from the small amount of anger, he felt disappointed. Little in Stiles, but more in himself because he didn't know.
It was his job to figure out these things, and he was damn good at it too, but for this to hide under his nose, in his own home and from his own, he felt like he failed.
When he thought about it some more, it finally made sense of all the things that were just…odd. It didn't add up to the case he worked on and the evidence also made sense.
"Why didn't you…ever tell me, Stiles?" he asked and saw the boy flinch as he said his name.
"I…just never wanted to get you caught up in all of this." he twirled his finger in the air slowly. "I knew it would hurt you for all the lying that would come, but that seem more ideal then to see you get hurt and…" Stiles didn't dare to finish the sentence. "—well, you know." Stiles looked over to his father, who stared at him in disbelief.
"You think I'm alright with that? Seeing you get hurt in unimaginable ways and I had no clue about all of this?!" he motioned to everyone in the room. "Yes, Stiles, it hurts me that you lied so much about this, but it hurts me more that you couldn't come to your own father about your troubles, that you don't have faith in me. I'm the one that's supposed to be taking care of you and make sure you don't get hurt and making it safer for you." He paused. "Not the other way around."
Everything was quiet for a moment. The sheriff looked on over to Melissa. "How'd you find out?" he wondered.
"Remember when we were held hostage by Matt?"
The sheriff groaned. "Please don't tell me you found out after I got knocked out."
"Sorry, but yea it was." She said.
John groaned and then sighed. "Even if I told you to stay away from all of this, you probably won't listen to me at all." He rubbed a hand back and forth on his forehead. "From now on, when something happens, come and tell me Sti—no—all of you, come tell me, understand?" he pointed at everyone.
"We will." Derek said. He nodded and repeated again. "We will."
"No more secrets alright? You kids don't have to do this all on your own, and that includes you too Derek." They all nodded.
"I have a question for all of you too." Melissa said. Everyone turned their attention towards her. "Do any of your parent's know about this?" she asked. They flinched.
"Were…waiting for the right moment…" Boyd said. "…to tell them. Just not now."
"What makes you think now isn't such a good time to?" she crossed her arms.
Boyd simply shrugged his shoulders. "A gut feeling." He said. "And I trust my gut."
"…oh gosh." Melissa groaned. "Just, try and be careful out there alright kids?" she sighed. "I hear a bottle of red wine calling me." she went towards the kitchen. "Glass for you, John?" she called out. He happily replied, ignoring the piercing look he got from Stiles. He never approved of drinking in the daytime.
"I'll talk to you two later back home." John pointed at Stiles and Derek. "Because we need to have a long talk." Stiles groaned. "For now…let's all try to relax. You guys look like you seriously need It." he observed the exhausted looks of the kids.
"We bought steaks." Erica said.
"Good, I need one after digesting all of this." John motioned at everything. "Let Melissa and I prepare some food while you guys just relax." He got up and headed towards the kitchen.
Scott turned towards Stiles. "I'm surprised you're letting your dad go near a steak."
"And that alcohol at this time of day, but I'm letting it slide this time." Stiles grumbled. "Considering the fact we spilled the entire shelf of beans and he's slowly taking it all in and the fact that He's going to give Derek and I 'the talk' later on I'm pretty sure this time is alright." Stiles yawned and slumped on Derek's shoulder. "Now I'm so freaking tired."
Derek, who had remained quiet, pulled the blanket up on Stiles and tucked him in it.
"Just sleep for now." He said to Stiles. He didn't want the boy to sleep, but dear god does the boy need it.
We'll, now that the Sheriff knew of Stiles and him, he wouldn't be bothered (much) if he just repositioned Stiles a bit.
Derek carefully lifted Stiles and set him between his legs, so Stiles could lean on Derek and be a bit more comfortable. He seemed to do the right thing when Stiles snuggled up to Derek and tucked one of his feet under his. Stiles' hand found Derek's and their fingers intertwined under the blanket. Derek sighed, finally relaxing and letting the huge load off his shoulders that had the label 'The Sheriff' over it.
Derek honed his senses onto Stiles' relaxed beating heart, his steady breathing. It assured him that he was asleep. The sound of this was absolutely soothing to him that he eventually fell asleep too.
That was how Melissa and John found him and Stiles as well as the rest of the kids. They all fell asleep, and oddly had huddled together. Jackson had a protective arm around a snoring Lydia (which they both held their laughter in at), Erica had an arm around Isaac, and Boyd had one around her. Scott and Allison were together and all were near, limbs and arms touching one way or another.
And a sight that had brought a smile to John's face was the content smile formed on his son's face and surprisingly Derek's as well. Derek had Stiles in his lap, head rested on Stiles' shoulder. He saw their hand peek out from the blankets that some of the kids had draped over them. Their fingers intertwined.
He heard a click nearby. He glanced and saw Melissa had snapped a photo of them from her cell phone. She smiled and saved it.
"Now how about those steaks?" a voice said softly behind them. They both turned to see Derek's uncle and Allison's father. Peter was the one that spoke out.
"Peter?" Melissa said. "Chris?"
"I was here earlier, sorry for barging in so rudely." He apologized. "I had to visit a certain someone."
"Melissa, Sheriff." Chris greeted them. "I just wanted to see how Allison was doing. She seemed pretty upset last night."
"No…no, not a problem."
"C'mon, let's leave them sleeping." John said. "We all need to talk."
Peter and Chris both nodded.
Peter nodded at John. "I'm sure once we get them cooking the kiddos will wake up."
Melissa laughed. "Scott's alarm clock is the smell of bacon." She said as the adults wandered off to the kitchen in the back.
AN: Also, I don't know if i should leave it like this or add in a last, third chapter of the talk between the Sheriff and Stiles. I'm going half and half on this guys, should i? Your choice~ :D Leave your lovely reviews! :))


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Simple little pizza shop, good to go grab a slice. Nice service too. A slice of cheese is $2.25, so it's not terribly priced either.
I was looking forward to a New York neighborhood-style pizzeria with my 12-year old son. He was super hungry after his basketball game (he's a defensive beast!).
They only had one slice available, so we had to wait while they made a fresh pie; no problem, we were not in a hurry and it would be fresh.
We both had...
Ordered delivery to my nearby hotel. Was quoted 60 mins, but it arrived in 20. So that part was great. However, my salad dressing tasted gritty, pizza crust was stale, and pasta tasted previously frozen and watery. It was just ok.
Closest I have found to the real taste of New York Pizza. I love their pizza very fresh and filling without too much bread.
Tried Yaghi's for the first time, and we all really liked it. Hubby and I tried the Spinach Roasted Garlic Chicken Pizza, and it was incredible. The crushed red peppers added that little bit of kick, and the amount (and size of pieces) of garlic was just right. Got our girls a plain cheese, and they ate almost the whole...
Take it from someone whose favorite food is pizza...you won't find a better one! I travel, and have tasted pizzas in every city I've visited. This one wins 1st place. The crust is fluffy, crunchy and crispy without being oily. Lunch specials are $3.99 including a drink! The owner grew up in New York and this pizza is as authentic...
I don't have any major complaints. Good service and food overall. They forgot my Parmesan with a delivery, otherwise would be perfect.
My husband and I use Yaghi's as a easy, delicious go-to place to get our pizza fix. Great thin crust, fresh toppings, and fast delivery.
Being from New Jersey I really miss the food from the east coast. Everything is different here from the Chinese food to pizza. When I found Yaghi's I was so happy!, the owner is from Chicago but the pizza tastes like home to me.
Good, basic pizza place with authentic thin crust pizza. Reasonably priced.
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