It was a crisp, beautiful morning in Rochester, New York. My cousins and I were wide eyed and bushy tailed. Before making the two hour trek to the Adirondacks, we went riding at a local bike park. We unloaded our bikes, and I headed for the trails. I was in my zone. I felt unstoppable…for about 15 minutes. I always start out too hard, but soon I found my groove. It was one of those normal rides where nothing really happens. All I remember was washing out on a slick corner and being ticked off the rest of the ride because I didn’t have my GoPro on.As I came out of the woods an hour later, I saw my little cousins shredding the slalom run. I decided to hit it myself. The slalom was sandy, and I almost slid out on all of the berms. Going towards the bottom and seeing the jump in sight, I thought to myself, “Let’s air it out big time.”Well I did. But it got a little sketchy. My right foot unclipped in mid-air, and somehow, I clipped back in before I landed. My little cousin Elias said, “You meant to do that, right? Because it looked pretty awesome.” I laughed to myself and said,”Yeah, I sure did. On the ride home, we were all stoked and ready to go to the Adirondacks.We got to my grandmas house, and I was told that I couldn’t take my bike. I wasn’t happy but thought it might be nice to take a break from bikes and do some other stuff like hiking and kayaking. I immediately regretted my decision when we got to the campsite and I saw a sign that said Chair Lift.Once we got settled, we went for a short hike. We encountered some great vistas and walked through what could have passed for an enchanted forest. But after one of the steepest climbs, it became less enchanting when, despite the bug spray we’d all slathered on, each of us were eaten alive. I started thinking to myself, “I need a bike so I can get out of this place faster.” An hour later, I came across a sign that told us the exit was 3 miles away.“So much for a few miles,” my mom said.My cousin, Brooks, and I went ahead and after about 40 minutes we came across a road that took us back to our cabin. My Aunt Jan made a hot dog dinner. I’m not a fan of hot dogs, but that night I had four and immediately passed out.The next day, we set out on an awesome kayaking adventure. Being on the water that early in the morning was incredibly peaceful, and swimming in the lake afterwards wasn’t bad either. After doing too many front flips off the diving board, my cousins and I went up to the game room to play ping-pong, which quickly turned into ping-pong dodge ball. Let’s just say we had red marks all over our bodies after that. Once we got back to our cabin, we were toast. So I took one of my signature 2 hour naps.When I woke up, my grandma and I decided to embark on a canoe ride. Her plan was to put me up front while she steered from the back. Halfway through, I thought to myself, “I‘m so out of shape. I don’t remember canoeing being this hard.” Then I looked back to see my grandma laying back and relaxing.I thought she was sleeping, so I yelled, “Grandma, It’s a lot easier when you contribute!” She told me to keep on rowing, and she would help when she felt up to it. When we got back to the dock I was spent. My grandma said, “Great job Eli. You take after your parents.” Both my parents were rowers at Purdue University. We went back to our cabin, ate a great dinner with some new friends, and drifted off to sleep.
BASSETERRE, St Kitts, (CMC) — Former West Indies off-spinner Shane Shillingford was leading a one-man assault against Leeward Islands Hurricanes, as he pushed his Windward Islands Volcanoes to the brink of victory in their eighth round contest here Sunday.The 34-year-old claimed six for 78 to send Hurricanes tumbling for 240 in their first innings after the hosts resumed the penultimate day on 135 for four at Warner Park.Forced to follow on by 300 runs, Hurricanes once again came under pressure from Shillingford as he picked up both wickets to leave them on 105 for two — still requiring a further 195 runs to avoid an innings defeat.Opener Montcin Hodge was leading the fightback for Hurricanes on an unbeaten 51 from 145 balls with six fours.He put on 46 for the first wicket with captain Kieran Powell who made 17 before shouldering arms to Shillingford and having his stumps shattered.Jermaine Otto also perished cheaply for 10, lofting Shillingford to Sherman Lewis running around at mid-wicket.However, Keacy Carty, unbeaten on 16 at the close, joined Hodge to see Hurricanes safely to the close courtesy of an unbroken 39-run, third wicket partnership.Earlier, Hurricanes benefitted from Nkrumah Bonner’s 14th first class half-century as they managed to push their innings past 200.The Jamaican stroked 55 off 108 balls in a shade over 2-1/2 hours with nine fours, and put on 57 for the fifth wicket with wicketkeeper Jahmar Hamilton who made 18.All-rounder Rahkeem Cornwall chipped in with a fluent 42 off 68 balls with five fours and a six.However, Hurricanes squandered a position of 173 for four, losing their last six wickets for 77 runs, with left-arm seamer Delorn Johnson snaring three for 48.With his first innings haul, Shillingford went past 500 first class wickets.
No. 10 Marquette and Villanova square off Wednesday in a battle between the top two schools in the Big East. These schools met earlier this season when Marquette won a close one over Villanova, 66-65, at home on Feb. 9. Markus Howard, who currently leads Marquette with 25.3 points per game, had 38 points, including five 3-pointers, in the first meeting with Villanova. Marquette is in first place of the Big East with its 23-4 record. They have won nine of their last 10 games and are coming off a 76-58 win over Providence. MORE: Watch Marquette vs. Villanova live on fuboTV (7-day free trial)With a 20-8 record, a now unranked Villanova team finds itself just behind Marquette in second place of the Big East standings. The Wildcats will look to snap their three-game losing streak with a win. Suffering just two home losses this season, the odds are in their favor to turn things around. Here’s everything you need to know about this Big East face off. When does Marquette play Villanova?Marquette will play Villanova on Wednesday, Feb. 27. Tipoff is set for 9 p.m. ET. Marquette vs. Villanova TV channel, live streamThis game will be aired nationally on FS1. You can also stream the game live online with fuboTV, which offers a seven-day free trial.Where is the Marquette-Villanova game being played?The Villanova Wildcats will host the Marquette Golden Eagles at its home, the Wells Fargo Center.
I don’t have the faintest idea why my former hometown – technically, I grew up 10 miles south in a hamlet called Fowler but I’ve never been able to extricate Fresno from the deepest recesses of my heart and soul – has been cruelly shunned for the second straight year, but I must sheepishly confide that I’m not exactly a connoisseur of cycling. Indeed, my knowledge of it is quite limited, since it’s not exactly a pursuit that ever has ranked high on my priority list. The only time I ever bothered to use a bicycle on a regular basis was to ride it from my home to my elementary school, which, to put it mildly, was so long ago that memory of the experience has become hopelessly clouded. I do know that a lot of guys get kicked out of the sport for using illegal substances. I do know that Lance Armstrong won all sorts of Tour de France titles – I think it was seven in a row – and that he, too, has been relentlessly shadowed by dark accusations. I do know that cyclists are a different breed with their garish apparel that looks as though it has been designed by those who once served as haberdashers for Bozo the Clown. I do know that there is almost a tribal attitude among its practitioners, who savor training together, as well as breakfasting together after early morning workouts and also have a haughty disregard for joggers who happen to share their pathways. I do know Amgen is the world’s largest biotechnology company, and that its title sponsorship has been a source of, eh, increased blood pressure among critics because it happens to be the company that pioneered the genetically engineered form of EPOGEN, the recombinant form of erythropoietin that stimulates the body’s production of red blood cells. Popularly known as EPO, it has proved to be a successful remedy for those cancer and kidney patients suffering from anemia. But it also the past 16 years has proved to be a successful additive for a variety of athletes, especially cyclists and long-distance runners who have illegally used it to increase their oxygen uptake. There are those who feel having Amgen as a title sponsor for a major cycling event is roughly tantamount to, say, Jack Daniel’s serving as a title sponsor at an Alcoholics Anonymous convention. That might be a slightly extreme view, although it seems as though a good portion of those cycling in recent years have wound up being suspended, including last year’s Tour De France victor, Floyd Landis, who is appealing that drug test he took that came up positive moments after his stirring win. Landis won’t be in Long Beach this weekend, but there will be a lot of other guys who are quite skilled in pedaling a bicycle at extraordinary speeds, as they will do 10 laps around the 7.75-mile course here that starts at Ocean and Shoreline Drive and winds around Belmont Shore. There figures to be a Toyota Grand Prix of Long Beach ambiance to the proceedings, especially in the restaurants up, down and around Pine Avenue on Saturday evening when all sorts of festivities are going to be staged in the area. Of course, a bicycle race doesn’t quite have the same riveting mystique of an Indy car race where the drivers hit nearly 200 mph on the straightaways and where more than 100,000 patrons can line the Long Beach circuit, but it still should have intriguing drama, especially as one awaits the results of the winner’s post-race drug test. Still, one can’t help but shed a tear of despair for beleaguered Fresno, Paris by the Sierras that continues for some unfathomable reason to be ignored by those sporting mandarins lacking the sophisticated discernment to detect its bejeweled persona. Doug Krikorian can be reached at email@example.com 160Want local news?Sign up for the Localist and stay informed Something went wrong. Please try again.subscribeCongratulations! You’re all set! Of course, I’m talking about Fresno, the stunning metropolis that holds the sacred distinction of being located right in the middle of the fertile San Joaquin Valley in an area where perhaps more grapes are grown and more fast-food outlets are located per square block for the ravenously hungry, diet-disdaining populace than any locale in the world. So, while the cyclists go merrily through their stages – doing the Stockton-to-San Jose destination today – poor Fresno finds itself stuck in its eternal oblivion despite its multitude of offerings such as, well, a vast array of upscale strip malls, a modern baseball stadium for its Pacific Coast League team and a bewhiskered gentleman named Pat Hill who looks more like a Grand Ol’ Opry performer than a football coach, which he happens to be for the local university team that I believe racked up four big victories for him last fall. Billed as an event in which the participants are able to navigate through some of the treasured garden spots of the state, the Amgen Tour of California, not to be confused with the Geologic Walking Tour of Building Stones of Downtown Baltimore, has committed a serious oversight in its eight-stage, 640-mile race that climaxes Sunday in Long Beach. While including such pearls of culture enhancement as San Francisco, Sausalito, Sacramento, San Luis Obispo, Solvang, Santa Barbara and our fair city in this titillating affair, those who administrate it somehow once again have snubbed one of the more alluring venues on this planet for reasons that confound those fortunate enough to reside in such a place of exotic beauty.