I just thought I would recap everyone on the success of our first annual (hopefully) Men's Elite Squad.

Tired of whoring ourselves out to random teams every year, several of us decided that it would be a lot more fun to band together, and attack Vail en force. What girl, we argued, could resist Dave Campbell at the Red Lion while fifteen of his friends bellowed at him to do his now legendary Kohn impersonation? We put together a team consisting of 95% Midd recent grads, 5 present players, and a few friends, including a very valuable face-off guy from some community college in Cambridge. Starts with an 'H', I think.

Anyway, we begged and pleaded several parents for funds, and were rewarded with enough pesetas to outfit out squad in more gear than I got at Midd. With places to stay, clothes on out back, and three pros on our team (Holt and Adam, plus one who is now in deep shit with his superiors), we were ready to raise Deroof.

As anyone who has been to Vail knows, it is your performance apre-lax that determines your net worth to the team. As expected, Dave Campbell performed admirably. A true student of the game, DC kept a strict regimine to maintain his girlish figure, including a legendary 3 mile run at two thirty in the morning.

Pete Ericson was a real team player, and sacrificed himself at "The Club" so that the rest of his team could avoid a career ending Misdemeanor, the "grundle grab".

Borgey managed to show up every stage performer at every bar we went to, and probably has booked himself straight through next year's tourney.

Kohn was Kohn. The hussies at the Red Lion swooned for his Neil Diamondesque rendition of Dinah. Kohn, like any red blooded male, would not be 0-for-Vail.

Every night, while Team UnderWear and MAB Paints slept soundly, Team Guttman knew its role. Without a doubt, no other team did so well in both phases of the tourney. While we came in a very respectable 3rd place (4-2), by 4am each night, we had run away with the real trophy. Without a doubt, no team in the Elite division had more fun than us. Just ask the driver, or the cops who tried to arrest the entire bus.

Jed Raymond ‘00