14 THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
SPORTS
WEDNESDAY, JULY 5,2006
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with other departments to develop programs to educate and promote responsible choices about alcohol consumption. The departments include the Student Involvement and Leadership Center, Office of Multicultural Affairs, Department of Student Housing and New Student Orientation. Hoffman said the money would be spread equally among the departments involved.
Programs like Hawk Nights, an activity organized by SUA, is an example of a program designed to give students an alternative to going out drinking and is an example of the type of program that will be funded by the grant. Hoffman said.
Campus administrators, faculty and staff.
coaches, student leaders, student athletes and especially the Student-Athlete Advisory Committee, a group of representatives from all 18 varsity sports, would participate in all aspects of the program.
Mike Harrity, coordinator of Student-Athlete Development, co-authored the proposal with Melissa Smith, former manager of the Wellness Resource Center at Watkins Memorial Health Center. Harrity and Smith were unavailable for comment.
Each University names its program. At the University, the program will be referred to as Rock Chalk Responsible CHOICES.
-Edited by Dani Hurst
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groom's lives in most cases. As the best man, you have to make sure that nothing goes wrong, i.e. no drunken escapades the night before the wedding, no losing the rings before the wedding and without question, you've got to nail the toast.
The toast is like the bottom of the ninth. There's two outs and you've got one more guy to get out and then it's celebration time. Tears, champagne and people are singing your praises.
Screw it up? Then you're remembered as the guy who was the lone bad spot in what was an otherwise perfect day. And for as long as that wedding is remembered, or anniversaries as they tend to be called, it's always brought up.
"That sure was a great wedding until Fred gave that awful speech about the goat-tipping at the reception... What the hell was that?"
So that was it for me. Don't ruin the wedding. Months of preparation by people who have a much deeper interest in the day than me are leaving it up to one guy to seal the deal. Wow.
Saturday. Wedding day. Game time.
The wedding went off without a hitch. The I do's were flawlessly executed, tears were shed and the rings were handed to the priest as smoothly as a Trent Green to Larry Johnson exchange.
Then came the pictures. Uhh, those were more like two-a-day practices. You have to participate, you're not really happy about it but you know it was worth the effort after it's over.
After the pictures came the trip to the reception. While we had some transportation issues - arriving to the reception late - it was okay because all the while I'm getting into closer mode... My time to shine is coming.
We arrive at the reception. The place is packed. The lights are dimmed and we're welcomed in with the opening music from the Chicago Bulls introductions... The atmosphere was electric.
Toast time.
People took their seats, some food was eaten and then the moment of truth came.
The bride's closer by committee - maid and matron of honor - went first, putting more pressure on me. 1-2-3 inning. Sat 'em down in order! The ladies did a fabulous job with a poem that they both recited and told stories that melted the coldest of hearts.
Now it was my turn. I grabbed the mic confidently and delved into a quick two or three tales of Dan and my's hardships growing up, softening the crowd before I hit 'em with the 100 mph heater - a 14-line sonnet - rhyme scheme intact - that I penned that morning.
Their bats didn't even make it off their shoulders. Frozen.
Hands clapped, more tears were shed and champagne was toasted. A celebration followed and I retired to the showers... well, I retired somewhere.
-Davis is a Topeka senior in journalism and english.