Working as a sports columnist for the Cavalier Daily is an interesting niche. That each column is adorned with a small, full-color headshot has created more than a few awkward social interactions. I regularly receive a lot of confused looks from strangers -- some that think they might recognize me (though the red hair helps) and some that wonder if I've ever seen a sporting event in my life. Those are the ones who actually read my work.
I quickly learned not to take personal offense when people trample on my face, as the Cavalier Daily is routinely strewn across every classroom floor. I also learned that not everyone shares my thoughts on what constitutes a primary sport but that every now and then my rants on the men's basketball team seem to make sense to a lot of people.
I've shared a number of my opinions and observations with you the past four years, and as this is my final column, it's only natural, albeit trite and sappy, to take a trip down memory lane. Please forgive the self-indulgence, but in my sentimental days, I've taken some time to reflect on the last four years, and I thought I'd share a sampling of my favorite sports memories: