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There are sports that have just become a sort of filler for when there is nothing else to watch. Baseball is one such sport that fits this description.
If you’re in the playoffs, then you’ve got a shot. This is the motto for a lot of teams and their fans heading into the MLB postseason. Just ask the St. Louis Cardinals from last year, who made a miraculous run just to sneak into the NL Wild Card spot and rode that hot streak all the way to the franchise’s 11th World Series Championship. Just get in, and anything is possible.
Dreads and a faded baseball T-shirt for the bass player, a long board to match the drummer's long hair, a stoic female vocalist and a slightly jaded but mostly optimistic guitarist. This is the Madison staple band Colorphase. A fusion of just about every musical style from the late ’60s to the early ’00s, this band looks to win people over with its diverse sound.
Lost in the thick of the regular NFL refs returning and a slew of wild college football games this weekend was a significant development in college basketball: Kansas head coach Bill Self extended his contract with the school through the 2021-’22 season.
LINCOLN, Neb.—The Badgers struggled in short-yardage situations throughout the non-conference season. Saturday night, against No. 22 Nebraska (1-0 Big Ten, 4-1 overall), it cost Wisconsin a chance to win its Big Ten opener.
Following the wild success of the Wando’s Fish Bowl, Wando’s began selling the same concoction in a fish tank.
There are some who would say a particular atrophy attends modern rock n’ roll. It seems the genre is being saved at every turn (remember The Strokes? White Stripes?) from the pratfalls of progress, past and present, (commercial viability, disco, modern rock radio, the ineffable flux of time, etc.) and, in its ripeness, wastes away again. Of course, the argument’s bull, but for those non-avant garde fans in the audience, there’s always the tendency to look back.
Every once in a while, I like to get away from writing about college football. It’s not like there’s any shortage of storylines at this point, nor any shortage of opinions about those storylines, but let’s put that aside, just for these few hundred words.
The night after the Packers won the Super Bowl in 2011 my palm was burning from all the high-fives I got during and after the game. State Street was awash in Green and Gold fans celebrating in the temperate winter conditions. I remember watching the Wisconsin vs. Ohio State game where J.J. Watt and company steamrolled the No. 1 ranked Buckeyes. The city erupted, students and visitors crammed the bars and the streets until the early morning.
The political convention predates the Civil War, but since the presidential primary system was enacted it has lost most of its original political purpose. Conventions today serve as pep-rallies, filled with pageantry and rabble-rousing; their purpose now is energizing the base and gaining (positive) press coverage for their party and their candidate. Although there are unsavory aspects to the political convention, it is here to stay.
Let’s face it. Everybody loves bad movies. But I don’t mean in a “guilty pleasure, you secretly really, truly enjoyed ‘Jack and Jill,’” type of way. I mean it in a goofy, campy, “Killer Klowns from Outer Space” type of way.
If you walk into a bookstore, a few things should be readily apparent to you. Firstly, you will see the obligatory table set up with the latest hardcover and bestsellers, foisted right at wallet level. Then you will notice rows and rows of general fiction, and that should be the largest section in the store besides all the cheap mysteries, romances and nonfiction. A good litmus test: if you walk into a bookstore that doesn’t have at least one copy of “The Great Gatsby,” you’re either in an airport or not in a bookstore.
A University of Wisconsin-Madison chemistry professor crossed the finish line in just over nine hours Sunday at Madison’s annual Ironman triathlon, where thousands of family members, supporters and volunteers packed the streets to wildly cheer on approximately 2,900 competitors.
The University of Wisconsin-Madison is a place of opportunity, first and foremost. There are sports, clubs, classes, people and tons of night life to explore as the semester begins and students and teachers alike flock to the buzzing city of Madison. Whether a freshman, transfer or returning student, everyone can be overwhelmed by the choices they must make when a new school year starts. The best advice for this situation: just dive in.
A few days ago, Maurice Sendak passed away at the age of 83. If the name doesn’t ring a bell, maybe this will: he was the author and illustrator of “Where The Wild Things Are.” So suddenly this is a big deal, right? Monumental even.
When I walked into Graze, the first thing I noticed was the clear view of the beautiful capitol. The dining area was lit by dimmed lights and countless candles, creating a sophisticated and warm atmosphere.
Many students who are Mifflin residents signed a protection plan with police at the last Mifflin Street Block Party information meeting Wednesday.
Strong pitching performances were the story yet again Wednesday afternoon at Goodman Diamond, as sophomore Cassandra Darrah and junior Meghan McIntosh helped extend the Wisconsin softball team’s (12-6 Big Ten, 33-15 overall) home winning streak to 13 games.
After a tough series in West Lafayette, Ind., against Purdue last weekend, the Wisconsin softball team (12-6 Big Ten, 30-15 overall) heads home to regroup and lick their wounds.
Solutions by The State News
