My freshman year at Colorado College was peppered with disappointing social exchanges. I didn't like keggers quite as much as I'd imagined, and yoga class turned out to be a bad way to meet boys. So when my roommate invited me to the hockey match against the University of Denver — the biggest game of the year — I practically leapt into my long underwear. Everyone and his writing tutor would be there to see our champs battle their longtime rivals. The night flew by in a blur of overpriced stadium beer and glittery Delta Gamma sisters. I can't recall who won, but I do remember watching my roommate drunkenly heckle DU fans... More >>>