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IN OUR OPINION
Women’s team
deserves better
While it was good to see a record crowd Thursday at
the Carolina Coliseum to support the Lady Gamecocks,
we can’t help but feel it was cheapened by the lowered
general ticket price of $1. The women’s basketball team
has had a great year, its best in two decades. It
shouldn’t take $1 tickets to get fans in the seats.
For once, the Lady Gamecocks can be mentioned in
the same sentence as the Lady Vols and not get a laugh.
They’ve worked their way up in the SEC and nation by
Carolina fans
shouldn’t let
last night’s loss
sway them from
showing support
for the Lady
Gamecocks.
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Duke, Vanderbilt and Georgia.
While we can’t fault the
Athletics Department for selling
$1 tickets to attract more people,
it’s still sad it felt it was
necessary. Gamecock fans pride
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in the country, but how can that be so when last night
was this season’s first overwhelming show of support
for the nationally ranked Lady Gamecocks?
It takes a lot more than talent for a team to be
successful year-in and year-out. A dedicated, visible
fan base attracts recruits, brings in more money to
build better facilities and helps get TV exposure. We
need to take advantage of our momentum; if there’s
any time to start building a dynasty comparable to
Tennessee’s, it’s now, while fan support and team
talent are at their all-time high.
Despite last night’s defeat, the Lady Gamecocks held
their own for most of the game and have shown that
they’ve made significant progress. There’s no shame in
losing to the No. 2 team and one of the greatest programs
in women’s basketball. But USC is still one of the best
women’s basketball teams in the country and has a
chance to make waves in the SEC and the nation. Despite
this loss, now isn’t the time to stop going to the games.
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Gamecock Quotables
“My heart is broken in a
thousand different pieces for
our team. But what can be
broken can be fixed.”
DAVE ODOM
use HEAD BASKETBALL COACH, AFTER A
ONE-POINT LOSS TO ARKANSAS
“It’s a subject matter that
I’m interested in that I love
talking about.... What is
casual sex? What is love?”
TOM CRUISE
STAR OF "VANILLA SKY," ON WHY HE CHOSE
TO PARTICIPATE IN SUCH AN OFF-BEAT FILM
“I do want to say that I am
innocent of the misdemeanor
issued against me and look
forward to the opportunity to
clear my name.”
DEREK WATSON
EX-GAMECOCK FOOTBALL PLAYER, ABOUT
HIS CHARGE OF MARIJUANA POSSESSION
“I was so excited, I pulled
the car off the road, jumped
out and started screaming
and dancing.”
EMMA CANADY
ON WINNING $10,000 IN THE S.C LOTTERY
GAMECOCK CORRECTIONS
An article in Wednesday’s paper about Elbow Room
alternatives should have said cover band The Pondering will play
at Billy G’s tonight. The Gamecock regrets the error.
If you see an error in today’s paper, we want to know. Write us
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Visiting the Trade Center ruins
ANN MARIE MIAN1
GAMECOCKVIEWPOINTS@HOTMAIL.COM
My memories vs. the
reality of a destroyed
New York landmark.
When I was making plans to
go home to Connecticut for
winter break, there was one
thing I knew I had to do. It had
been on my mind since about 9
a.m. on Tuesday, Sept. 11.
As I watched two planes crash
into the World Trade Center that
day, I witnessed the world, as we
know it, change forever. I knew
when I went back up North that I
would feel compelled to see the
site in person, to see it firsthand
for a sense of closure.
As I got closer to the site, the
streets were less crowded. Many
of the businesses, once thriving,
now stood nearly empty.
Building windows facing the
disaster site were boarded.
Interestingly, it wasn’t the
barricades surrounding the
rubble or the police othcers thai
prevented me from getting as
close as possible to Ground Zen
— it was the crowds, dozens of
people who were there for the
same reason as I was.
As I stood with the other
onlookers, I remembered the
last time I had been this far
downtown, during a 1992 school
trip. I remember looking up anc
seeing two gigantic, shiny
buildings. They were bigger
than anything I had ever seen.
Our class was herded into thf
lobby of one of the towers, onto
the elevators and up to the
observation deck. My ears
popped as we traveled up the
110 stories. Someone was telling
us facts about the World Trade
Center. Never once did I hear
whether the building could
withstand a Boeing 767 collision
When we finally arrived at the
top, we scattered and rushed to
the windows, hoping to see the
famous New York skyline and
look down at people who would
look no bigger than ants. But
when we reached the windows,
we were disappointed — the
visibility was zero and we couldn'i
see anything but fog. I promised
myself that I would go back on a
clearer day to see the skyline.
I remember little else about
that trip, except that I bought a
charm bracelet with New York
symbols, such as the World
Trade Center and the Empire
' State Building. Never once did I
think that New York wouldn’t
be able to count the World Trade
Center as one of its landmarks.
This past December, I stood in
practically the same spo't I did a
decade ago and looked up again.
Instead of shiny buildings, I saw
nothing but an empty, dark sky.
Instead of excitement, I was
feeling despair. And the smell of
the nearby Hudson River mixed
with a smell I couldn’t identify,
something I guessed was the smell
of death. One of the buildings
behind where the World Trade
Center had once stood had an
American flag hanging from a
window. But other than that,
there was nothing.
1 walked further along and
saw a chain-link fence
decorated with flags and
messages for the victims. I
walked along the wall, wishing I
had brought something to hang
there to honor the victims and
the heroes. As I read the
messages and wiped the tears
from my eyes, I realized I had
never fulfilled the promise I
made to myself in 1992.1 never
saw the skyline from the World
Trade Center, and I never will.
Miani is a fourth-year print
journalism student.
IN YOUR OPINION
Spurrier and Holtz:
Tale of two coaches
The most interesting story
involving SEC football
coaches has nothing to do
with Steve Spurrier. Instead,
the story involves two star
running backs, marijuana and
their coaches’ responses.
Arkansas running back
Cedric Cobbs and USC
running back Derek Watson
were both arrested for drug
related charges. While Cohbs
will remain on the Razorbacks
team, Watson has been kicked
off the Gamecocks team.
I used to admire the way
Arkansas coach Houston Nutt
handled his team. He seemed
to know his X’s and O’s and
appeared to be one heck of a
motivator. However, allowing
Cohbs to remain on the team
tells me he is more concerned
about winning than about the
welfare of his team.
Lou Holtz’s approach to
Watson’s situation speaks
volumes to me about how
great of a coach he really is. He
is clearly sending a statement
to his team that breaking the
law has consequences, that
integrity is more important
than winning, and that he
cares more about his players’
lives than just the four years
they’ll spend on the gridiron.
Before these stories broke, I
was writing an article on Nutt
being the best coach in the
SEC. It’s obvious to me now
that Lou Holtz is the best
coach anywhere.
DARRELL ABRAMOWITZ
HOUSTON, TEXAS
McClendon’s column
contradicts itself
While I agree with a few
points Katie McClendon
raised in her Monday column,
I feel as if she made a very
obvious contradiction. Her
column, “Trapped in a
Southern Time Warp,” is a
testament to all readers that
Southerners have a long way
to go if they want to cease
being looked upon as racist
and stereotypical.
However, when she says,
“Every member of a fraternity
that is known for racist beliefs
is a racist. By being a member,
you are guilty by association” is
one that I find confusing. By
McClendon’s own stereotype,
are we to assume that all
members of the Islamic faith
are radical terrorists because
Osama bin Laden killed
thousands of innocent people in
the name of Allah? Are we also
to assume that because
McClendon is a Southerner,
and Southerners are known for
racist beliefs, that she is a racist
by association? Of course not.
The event at Auburn is
inexcusable and should never
have happened. However, the
entire fraternity isn’t
responsible. The actions of a
few individuals don’t alwavs
represent the ideals of the
organization or group to which
they belong. Miss McClendon,
Southerners do have a long
way to go before they’re no
longer looked upon as racist
and stereotypical. But by your
own statements, it’s obvious
that you no longer need to
concern yourself with the
“mindset” of the South when
you suffer from the same faults.
JONATHAN P. LEE
FIFTH-YEAR ECONOMICS AND
MANAGEMENT STUDENT
Watson hits home
about lottery evils
Wednesday’s column by
Phil Watson was one of the
best I have ever read in The
Gamecock. I agree with
Watson that all education
starts at home and, while
parents and other adults are out
buying tickets (or paying the
education tax lottery), students
are at home being schooled by
MTV or whatever they are doing
instead of learning what they
need to be learning.
Gov. Hodges at least proposed
$1 million to help the education
lottery taxpayers recover from
this addiction. Easy, Mr. Hodges
— we wouldn’t want anyone not
playing the lottery. It might
reduce funds for our education.
So why did we ban video poker
machines again? Oh yeah, so
those people would have to play
(pay) the education lottery tax.
The part of Watson’s article
that hit home was about having
to wait in line while the lottery
taxpayers voluntarily handed
over their bucks for tickets. I
also experienced this while in
line to pay for gasoline. I had to
wait for five minutes while the
lottery taxpayers were
scratching off tickets and the
store clerk figured out how to
charge and deliver the tickets.
When I finally was able to walk
out of the store, I saw some of the
same people sitting in their cars
scratching off tickets and then
coming back inside to buy more.
Hodges is a genius. He got his
votes and he got his lottery, but
questions still remain. Will
education be any better in our
state? Will our state’s people be
better off? Time will tell starting
in November 2002.
JEFF TALLANT
COLUMBIA, S.C.
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Longing
for bed
instead
of class
CLAYTON KALE
GAMECOCKVIEWPOINTS@HOTMAIL.COM
There are so many more
important things to do
besides going to class.
Talk about a rude awakening
Monday morning, my alarm
screeches at roommate-waking
volume, sending winter break ti
the land of Nod (along with that
interesting dream featuring a
crowbar-wielding chimpanzee
and an SUV).
It’s Monday. It’s the first day
of school. Sigh.
After a month of getting up m
earlier than 10 a.m. (and on
more than one occasion going tc
bed no earlier than then), my
. brain fought hard against the
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showing up for class.
It was a hard-fought battle.
On my way downstairs, I made
the usual list of things to do
before heading to campus: feed
the cat, make breakfast, find
bookbag, dump paper from last
semester and books that even
Addam's Bookstore wouldn’t
buy back into the recycling bin,
go to class.
But my brain continued
hitting me with visions of a ’
warm pillow under a mound of
sheets and blankets. Such an
enticing thought-dream might
explain why I tried to put the ca
in the microwave while feeding
my breakfast... or maybe it was
because I hadn’t had my coffee
yet.
In any case, the cat didn’t like
it in the radioactive box and my
grits weren’t at all interested in
the bowl of cat food.
And still I longed for my bed.
Subconsciously, my brain
knows this is my last semester o
classes before I enroll in a super
secret society of journalism
students code-named “Senior
Semester.” Senior Semester is
often the last hurrah in college
for J-school students.
Consciously, I remember my
last semester before my last
hurrah in high school, and my
subconscious did then as it’.s
doing now.
“You don’t need to go to
senior math class,” my brain .
would say. “You need to lie here
and sleep.” I fought my urges to
sleep through life then, and I
think I can fight my urges now.
So now, even as I write this,
my brain is telling me to crawl
back into bed for the next five
months. If I do that, it promises
me I won’t have the stress of
homework and papers and
projects. As a bonus, I’ll receive
an ample supply of absurd
dreams.
As tempting as the offer is, I
must fight. There are deadlines
to meet and classes to attend anc
cats to feed and breakfasts to
prepare.
There’s too much going on in
the world for me to sleep
through it.
The light at the end of the
proverbial tunnel is now in
sight. I must remember to act as
enthusiastically about classes
and projects as I did when I was
a freshman standing bright-eyec
and rosy-cheeked waiting for the
Shuttlecock at 7:30 in the
morning.
Ten-page paper? I laugh in
your general direction,
professor. Want to make that a
12-pager? You can. Because I’m,
good enough, I’m smart enough
and doggone it, I stole this joke.
'Seriouslv. this semester will
be different. I’m on top of things.
No room for slacking here. I’ll
graduate in a year. I’ll get on
that 10-page paper soon... as
soon as I finish my nap.
Kale is a fourth-year print
journalism student.