February is finally finished. Fortunately?

Fact: February contains the fewest days of any month. 

Fiction: February contains the fewest days of fun of any month.

February often gets a bad rap for feeling like the longest month despite only having 28 days (or, in this year’s case, 29 days). For everyone, it just seems to drag on — we aren’t still riding the New Year’s energy and excitement, and spring hasn’t quite yet sprung. 

At the beginning of the semester, when I was mapping out my major assignments and assessments for each course, February was filled to the brim. The work just kept piling on. As soon as I would begin to feel relieved after finishing one assignment, I would quickly have to gear up and begin working on or preparing for the next one. I even had a midterm on the 29th! Is that allowed? 

Most people anxiously anticipate the end of this month, but is it worth the rush? Is February so brutal that we should excitedly march into March without soaking up all that February has to offer? I’ll admit, I was a member of the “Fast-Forward Through February Club.” I patiently waited for the month to end. However, I owe February an apology. If I had just spent a little extra time searching, I could have found that February is in fact filled with felicity.  

I didn’t even have to look too far past the first day to find good news this month. On Groundhog’s Day (Feb. 2), Punxsutawney Phil did not see his shadow. What does that mean for us? Spring is on its way! I don’t know if it’s just placebo, but ever since then, I have already started to see early signs of spring: the sun has made an appearance after a long period of hibernation, the weather decided that we don’t have to wear our heaviest coats anymore and the birds are happily chirping and singing because they, too, know that spring is on its merry way. 

Despite this major development, which I thought could cheer me up for the rest of the month, an avalanche of work — and actual snow, for that matter — struck down during the second week: two midterms and a paper. Struggling through the storm of work, I managed to find some silver linings amidst the clouds. 

On Sunday, Feb. 11, after studying for most of the day and preparing for the hectic week that lay ahead, I found some snippets of fun. I enjoyed a super-special Super Bowl dinner in the Branford dining hall, complete with nachos, wings and the most delightful chocolate and peanut butter cupcakes. While I wasn’t able to watch the entire game, my friend was able to find a live stream just in time for the halftime show. Then, a few days later on the 14th, I enjoyed a delectable Galentine’s dinner, and finished off the night with a treat from Claire’s. The difficult week seemed to be taking a sweet turn. 

Near the end of the month, when midterms started lightening up for me, more events and celebrations appeared on the horizon. There were endless formals to attend, whether it was the annual first-year formal or formals for clubs and social groups. The end of the month brought multiple occasions to dress up and have fun, which for me, was a delight because I felt like I had been living in sweatpants for the entirety of February.

When looking back at this month, perhaps it was filled with more excitement than I gave it credit for. 

However, with that being said, I’m somewhat relieved that March is here.

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Saturday Mornings at Atticus

If you see me with a little pep in my step on a Saturday morning, jovially swinging Bingham Gate open, then you know exactly where I’m going: Atticus. I’m as predictable as the Saturday rain (which, by the way, never prevents me from my weekly excursion). 

Even my FroCo knows. This past Saturday, when I was walking back through Bingham Gate with a piping hot cup of joe in my hand, my FroCo, who passed by me, asked, “Is that a French Toast latte from Atticus?” Is it embarrassing for me that she was spot on? Anyways, I have no shame. 

I’ll admit, I’m not that quick to latch onto a coffee shop because I have my tried and true favorite back in Cincinnati. But that’s when I realized why I love Atticus so much — it reminds me of my coffee shop back home! There are so many similarities between the two places, like the warm spices of my go-to latte and the cozy atmosphere, but what really strikes me the most is the similarity of the ritual. I would walk to my local coffee shop on Saturday mornings, waiting anxiously and excitedly in line for my drink. But it’s also seeing the familiar faces, always knowing that I’d run into someone and chat for a little bit. 

My Saturday morning coffees have always been my weekend reset after a hectic week of assignments and activities. And I’m thankful to have found that same token of comfort here. 

Pasta alla Bolognese in Commons

I thought nothing could cure the painful feeling of the sharp, New England cold biting at my nose. Grabbing coffee or tea to-go from breakfast continuously failed; after just a few sips, the cold would penetrate my drink and turn my once soothing cup of warmth and joy into a cup of emptiness and disappointment. 

However, last week, I ventured into the line of Pasta e Basta in Commons and came across the Pasta alla Bolognese. At first bite, it immediately warmed me up. But it also warmed my soul. It tasted so familiar, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. 

I took another bite, and it hit me like the punch from the spices themselves: Cincinnati chili. I was tasting the Cincinnati chili from my family’s diner that I had missed so much. What distinguishes it from other varieties is that it’s often served atop hotdogs or spaghetti. One of the most iconic dishes is a “3-way,” which consists of a bed of spaghetti ladled with a secret chili recipe and topped with a generous mountain of shredded Wisconsin cheddar cheese. The flavors and the heartiness of the dish transported me back to the restaurant, and I found myself sitting at my usual spot at the end of the counter, eating a 3-way, drinking a pink lemonade and relishing in the warmth of familiarity. 

Intramural Basketball

The sound of sneakers squeaking against polished wood is an all-too-familiar sound that I hadn’t heard in awhile. At least not until this past Thursday, when I decided to play intramural basketball for the first time. I haven’t laced up my high-tops since last February when my senior season ended, and I thought my basketball career had gone with it. Nevertheless, after a week of exhausting midterms and papers to write, I decided to blow off some steam by shooting hoops with the Branford IMs squad. 

Apparently there was a mix-up with the times, so we never actually ended up playing another ResCo; however, we did get a few people together for a quick pick-up game. It was so fun to get back into the rhythm — heart beating, shoes squeaking, ball bouncing. I even tried to whip out a few of my post moves from back in the day (emphasis on “tried”). Nevertheless, playing brought me back to my days of high school hoops that I didn’t realize I so dearly missed until that night. 

Who says home has to be the place of residence you have lived in the longest? Maybe home is simply the unexpected amalgamation of all the things that bring you copious amounts of joy. The things that remind you of a place where you once lived that have handily filled the gaps in this new space of yours. If that’s the case, then welcome to O-HI-HOME. 

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I wish that the rain and overcast skies would excuse themselves from New Haven. This past week in particular has been nothing but gloomy. A little sun wouldn’t hurt. Actually, it would help quite a bit. 

I’m from the Midwest. While the weather and temperature can be pretty similar at times, I will say, the rain here is far worse. Maybe it’s because I spend so much time outside, walking from place to place, but I swear, it rains here… A LOT. 

So, if you’re like me, and you’re looking for a way to make the rain go away (not really, but trying to make the most of it), I’ve got you covered — just not with an umbrella.

Venture to a new café or try a new drink from your favorite place 

Hanging out and working in a cozy environment, like a coffee shop, can make all of those gloomy feelings disappear. If you want your taste buds to sing while keeping yourself warm, may I suggest the French toast latte from Atticus? It’s a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. 

Have fun accessorizing

Who says that the rain has to dampen your style? Wear a cute raincoat and some rain boots, and use a fun patterned umbrella. If you have to leave your room, might as well leave in style. Don’t let the rain rain on your parade! Maybe you don’t have a cute pair of rainboots — yet — but you can always spend time online looking for the perfect shoes to make a splash in!

Try a new workout

There are so many gyms on this campus that it’s worth checking them out! Walk on the treadmill. Run on the treadmill. Cycle. Use the elliptical. Maybe even give the rowing machine a chance. You’ll definitely be drenched from this one, but at least not from the rain!

Listen to some music  

This could be the perfect chance to listen to some new songs and artists that you have been wanting to check out. Might I suggest “Umbrella” by Rihanna or “It Will Rain” by Bruno Mars?

Curl up in bed! 

This type of weather is the perfect excuse to have a lazy day in. Stay in bed. Wear sweats. Watch a show. Read a book. Sleep. This one is easy. Maybe a little too easy…

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While this is an exaggeration, finding a good book and keeping a consistent reading streak has never been my strong suit.

My “endless” amounts of homework and overbooked extracurricular schedule were always to blame. I felt like I just never had the time to enjoy a book. I was always occupied with something else. Then again, even when I would have the time, there seemed to be some other activity that called my name with a voice that yelled louder than the pages of any book ever did.  

Reading for pleasure felt like a chore. 

I constantly tracked markers of progress: how many pages I’ve read, how many pages I had left in a chapter, how many minutes have passed. Pleasure reading just always fell out of my grasp, no matter how hard I tried to hold on. 

However, over winter break, I think I found the panacea for anyone that, like me, would diagnose themself with a case of chronic reading rut. The medicine? “Where the Crawdads Sing” by Delia Owens. 

I borrowed this book from a friend one day after explaining to her that I needed a good book to read. So that night after she gave it to me, I curled up on the cozy blue chair in the corner of my room, and I began reading… 

… and I did not stop. 

I was hooked. I couldn’t put this book down. I finished it over the course of two days. 

I can’t remember the last time this happened to me. So, do yourself a favor and read this book. 

“Where the Crawdads Sing” tells the coming-of-age story of Kya Clark, a girl who is forced to raise herself in the marshes of North Carolina after her family abandons her. She spends most of her days out in the marsh collecting plants, bird feathers and shells, amassing an impressive collection and cataloging her findings. After years of isolation, she becomes romantically involved with two men from a nearby town. However, when one of the men is later found dead, Kya is accused of his murder and must try to prove her innocence to a town that’s against her. Simultaneously a bildungsroman, a love story and a murder mystery, this novel is exciting, enthralling and everything you could ever want in a book. 

While I could discuss this novel endlessly, I’ll break down this review into my three favorite aspects of the book: structure, themes and characters. 

Structure: Throughout the novel, Owens alternates between timelines of the past and the present, almost as if they are two different stories, until they ultimately converge into one. This feature makes the book so engaging and difficult to put down because as you read, the timeline from the past starts to catch up to the one in the present, and it becomes evident how the stories overlap. What makes these alternating timelines easy to follow is that each chapter is marked with a year, so you always know exactly where you are in time.

Themes: Owens also does a masterful job of addressing a variety of themes into one book without it feeling forced. She demonstrates how nature, isolation, love and family contribute to one’s growing up and maturity. Her use of setting effectively ties together each of these themes. The marshes illustrate Kya’s separation from society, the importance of nature in her life and her need for love. 

Characters: As I read the novel, I felt as though I was living alongside Kya and experiencing everything she was experiencing. It was impossible not to empathize with her. Owens’ characterization of Kya also made me look at my life from a different perspective. The way that Owens describes Kya, her actions and her situation made me do some introspection and think about the things that I sometimes take for granted, like holidays and time with family. 

So whether you’re an avid reader or someone who needs a little motivation, this book will surely cure your reading rut.  

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Being from the Midwest, I am used to cold winters. But, I am not used to New England winters. They are a different type of cold, the kind in which you can feel the chilly air run through your bones. 

Nevertheless, I managed to find a silver lining: sweater season!

When it’s cold and gloomy outside, nothing excites me more than the thought of putting on a cozy sweater and sipping a latte. 

However, does anyone else get utterly overwhelmed at the thought of deciding which sweater to wear? If you’re anything like me and have accumulated quite a few sweaters over the years — it can be stressful to decide which one. Should I wear a chunky, oversized sweater or a more form-fitting style? Should I wear a bright color or go neutral? If these thoughts ever cross your mind when you’re getting ready in the morning, here is a guide to decide which sweater is best for the occasion.

The cable-knit sweater

This sweater is my go-to for when I want to feel put-together. There are some days I feel like I’m deep in the trenches with work or I’m struggling to find time for self-care, but wearing a cable-knit sweater is often a quick cure for this feeling. This classic, timeless piece goes well with any bottoms, from jeans to skirts, and it will instantly make you feel like you have your life under control and figured out. 

If you really want to elevate the outfit, I recommend pairing this top with a pair of pearl earrings and pulling your hair back in a slick-back bun or ponytail to really nail the polished look. 

The cardigan

After listening to Taylor Swift, I am never dissing the cardigan again. I never had anything against cardigans; I just never gravitated towards them. However, I’ve learned that they accomplish two things: coziness and comfort. If your plan for the day is to study at a cafe or perhaps curl up with a book on the sofa, then the cardigan is the way to go. 

For some reason, I don’t own any cardigans, but if I were to wear one, I think I would wear it with a pair of leggings and ugg boots and possibly throw my hair up into a messy bun.  

The v-neck or scoop-neck sweater

Let’s address the fact that most people don’t wear this type of sweater for the sweater itself. The only reason you will find someone wearing either of these styles is because the star of the show is their jewelry. The v-neck or scoop create the perfect alcove for a necklace to rest and demand someone’s attention. Because of this feature, this sweater is perfect for a nicer occasion, perhaps a night out with friends, where the jewelry can do all of the talking.

Besides a necklace — preferably one with a pendant — add a pair of hoop earrings and a stack of bracelets. I think a pair of loose-fitting jeans and fancy sneakers would be a nice addition to the look.

The crewneck sweatshirt

This one might be a little controversial. Some consider it a sweater, but I consider it a sweatshirt. Nevertheless, I think that’s part of the fun of this sweatshirt because it can be something that it’s not. The crewneck is perfect for when you want a casual fit. This top is great if you’re going to a sports game because most have graphics or designs repping different schools and teams. 

Since the goal is casual, I think there’s not much more you need to add to the look. Wear it with jeans, comfortable sneakers and a cute crossbody bag, and you’re ready to cheer on the Bulldogs at any event!

The off-the-shoulder sweater

This one sounds like an oxymoron to me. Sweaters are meant to keep you warm, so why leave your shoulders exposed to the chilly air? Anyways, I must admit, they are really cute. Since these sweaters don’t offer much coverage, I think they are best worn for an indoor event, such as a holiday party. So if you know you won’t be spending much time outdoors but still want to fit the winter vibe, this sweater is the way to go.

If we’re talking about a holiday party, then dress pants, a leather skirt or dressy jeans are great bottom options. Pair with some booties or ballerina flats to dress up the look even more.

The Y sweater

I don’t think I have to say anything further about this sweater. It’s a classic. You can’t go wrong with it. Dress it up or dress it down, it works for any occasion. There is something about this sweater that screams “school pride” but with an undertone of elegance and sophistication.

I’m not going to tell you how to wear this sweater. I’ve seen it worn with everything, from jeans to sweatpants to skirts. Like your Yale experience, this sweater is what you make of it. 

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And enter a month that goes unseen.

Christmas likes to quickly follow,

A fact that I find hard to swallow. 

Now, can someone please explain the reason

Why we quickly jump into the winter season?

Let me remind you that we are still in fall,

So, no, I do not want to “deck the hall.”

Have you forgotten about turkey and stuffing?

I guess, to you, it means absolutely nothing. 

These weeks are undoubtedly filled with cheer,

And I can promise, you have nothing to fear. 

We get to enjoy a week-long break,

A recess that we all happily take.

And all of the leaves continue to change,

An act of nature that’s beautifully strange.

Don’t get me started on every fall flavor,

Pumpkin and chai are things that I savor.

But, no, you’d rather listen to a Christmas song

On the first of November — that feels wrong.

Everyone, have you no shame,

For ignoring a month that bears no blame?

Even though it’s already December,

I urge you to always remember November.

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“I’m looking forward to your cornbread at Thanksgiving!”

Well, it wasn’t really a request but a not-so-subtle reminder. Not that she would forget to make it, but for me, the holiday would be incomplete — perhaps ruined — without one of her signature dishes.

If you asked my brother and me, “what is the one dish you always look forward to eating at Thanksgiving,” we would swiftly reply in sync: “Yiayia Georgia’s cornbread.” She has prepared this dish every year for as long as I can remember, and it has never failed to bring me joy and fond memories every Thanksgiving day.

Two years ago, curious to learn the recipe, I asked if I could bake it with her to see how the magic happens. Unlike most Greek grandmas who like to safeguard their recipes as if they are their life savings, she was elated at the idea of baking this special dish with her granddaughter. She couldn’t have been more excited than me, though. 

When I arrived at her house the evening before Thanksgiving, in classic Greek grandma fashion, she greeted me with a host of treats: nuts, fruit and Greek cookies. Typically, I would have indulged in the treats, but I was so eager to begin that I blurted out “can we start making the cornbread?”

I had my pen and paper ready. 

This wasn’t my first cooking rodeo with her. Experience has taught me that if I want to recreate any of her dishes, I need to write them down. Yiayia never relies on a recipe. The only cookbook she follows is the one in her head. Her culinary mastery comes from experience and instinct. Every time she makes a dish, it is never exactly the same as the time before, but it inexplicably never fails to be equally delicious. 

As we prepared to make the cornbread, my Yiayia went to the corner of her kitchen and pulled out a little red book. I was shocked! Were my eyes deceiving me? I didn’t think she had ever followed a recipe from a book in her life, yet here she was, showing me the recipe for her most famous dish, created by someone that wasn’t even her! All of these years, I thought that my Yiayia curated this masterful dish herself, recalling it from memory each time she made it, but I was mistaken.  

She carefully turned through the pages of the book, stopping on page 38 where a special bookmark was placed. I was expecting a long, complicated recipe to stare back at me, but surprisingly, the recipe took up less than a third of the page; it only contained six ingredients, and the instructions were written out in five short sentences. 

I was having a mini crisis. 

Yiayia’s cornbread, this recipe I had glorified for years and years, was not what I thought it was. It felt less like cornbread and more like conbread. Yes, I am being very dramatic — and I am the one who assumed she created the recipe — but it caught me off guard. Who would have thought this recipe came from a cookbook? Not me! 

However, just because the cornbread isn’t what I thought it was, that doesn’t mean it’s any less special or beloved. It is still my favorite Thanksgiving dish. I still go back for seconds and thirds. I still eat it for leftovers on the next day. 

So the day following the revelation, my aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents came over for Thanksgiving dinner. I boasted that I had learned the coveted cornbread recipe. Like me, all of my relatives thought that this was just another recipe that Yiayia had created herself. However, I decided not to sully Yiayia’s culinary reputation. In a Greek household, that is the eighth deadly sin. Everyone was asking about the recipe, but I kept my responses vague. Anything having to do with the recipe would be a secret best kept between my Yiayia and me. Although, I guess the secret is out now — sorry Yiayia!

This cornbread crisis taught me that maybe the most beautiful things in life — like my Yiayia’s cornbread — involve surprises. And, yes, her cornbread still qualifies as a beautiful thing in life because it’s always made with one last key ingredient that isn’t found in the cookbook — love. 

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On Friday, Nov. 17, three comedy groups, two from Yale and one from Harvard, will perform in the first-ever “Leftover Turkey Sandwich Show.” The show will feature Yale sketch comedy group The Fifth Humour, Yale improv group The Purple Crayon and Harvard improv group On Thin Ice. 

Traditionally, The Purple Crayon and On Thin Ice have put on a show the weekend of The Game, while The Fifth Humour has always put on a show before Thanksgiving called “Dranksgiving.” However, this year, 5H Co-director Betty Kubovy-Weiss ’25 decided to reach out to Harvard sketch groups to do a joint show. Since Harvard does not have any sketch groups, Kubovy-Weiss said she decided to reach out to Harvard improv groups, and On Thin Ice was excited about the proposal. The result: a three-way joint show bound to produce some giggles. 

“This year we’re doing something different and hoping that maybe moving forward will be a big annual show. It’s a very new territory for us,” Kubovy-Weiss told the News. 

Although it is a joint show, they are not blending sketch and comedy. 

The show will consist of three separate acts where each group will have the opportunity to showcase their work.  Kubovy-Weiss said 5H had entertained the idea of working together with the other groups, but they did not think that there would be enough time to prepare considering On Thin Ice is coming from Harvard. Each group wanted to present their best work and feel well-prepared, so she said they decided that doing individual acts would help them achieve these goals. 

To prepare for this show and others, 5H typically meets twice a week to write new sketches and suggest edits. Then, they typically start rehearsing about a week and a half in advance, according to Kubovy-Weiss. They typically average three shows per semester, some of which include their family weekend show and their senior show. 

The Leftover Turkey Sandwich Show will not be much different from their other shows. While the show is the weekend of The Game, the majority of the content will not be game-related, according to Kubovy-Weiss. They will include some Thanksgiving content and perhaps open the show with a few football jokes.

“We are just putting on five sketches that we normally would for any other weekend so that people can see what our group just kinda does,” said 5H Co-director Dean Farella ’26.

Despite the theme of the weekend being rivalry, the purpose is for the groups to share their comedic talents.

“Comedy transcends the feud,” said 5H new tap Dora Molot ’27.

The stands of the Bowl will not be the only packed venue filled with nerves and excitement this weekend. This show is already oversold, and many 5H members told the News they are excited about this incredible opportunity.

“I am excited! Last time I checked the show was 50 seats oversold, so it’s definitely going to be packed, but I’m excited for that,” 5H member Charles Englander ’27 said. “It can certainly be nerve-racking but when it all works out it’s extremely fun and I’m looking forward to it!” 

The show will be held at 7:00 p.m. in the Dunham Laboratory Auditorium with a comedy mixer to follow. 

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The text was twofold. The first part of the message was an image of a blue bowl filled with peanut M&Ms. He knows these are our favorites. The second part read, “Miss those days with you guys here.” I have to admit, it was bittersweet. Bitter because of the nostalgia associated with Halloween. Sweet because, well, it’s candy.

Halloween has always held a special place in my heart. 

Every year when I was younger … I mean, who am I kidding? Every year, period, I look forward to Halloween. While a large part of it may have to do with the fact that my birthday is the next day, I love to dress up and eat candy for no obviously apparent reason. 

Growing up, Halloween was always rooted in tradition and followed a specific ritual for me: picking out a costume, participating in a Halloween parade or costume contest at school, trick-or-treating with friends, eating too much candy and watching scary movies. Let’s just say, for all of my elementary school years, I had my Halloween Routine (whoah, that rhymed) down pat. Although predictable, it was never dull.

Though my Halloween Routine may have changed throughout the years, the essence and spirit of the holiday never did. I knew exactly what to expect. There was always the fun of dressing up at school, carving pumpkins and passing out candy to trick-or-treaters (and perhaps sneaking a few pieces for myself).

However, this year, I spent my first Halloween away from home. As someone who has been so accustomed to celebrating this holiday in a specific way, I was worried that celebrating the holiday any other way would be a letdown. 

Nevertheless, it turned out to be a spooktacular time (I’m sorry. I had to. I’m cringing at myself for writing that, so as for the Halloween puns in this article, this is it). 

Despite all of the Yale traditions, I actually think I’ll begin in an unexpected place: the streets. Yes, while it may sound odd, the streets and the sidewalks captured the true essence of Halloween. The hustle and bustle. The costumes. The laughter. The photoshoots. It was so much fun seeing everyone have so much fun. 

Suddenly, I saw everyone in a different light. As we all just got to know each other, Halloween revealed a whole new side to everyone that I didn’t know before. Some people dressed as their favorite movie characters, and others showed their funny side with clever group costumes. Unexpectedly, peoples’ costumes gave me a glimpse into their personalities.

While events like Hallowoads and YSO are Halloween staples at Yale (for those who can snag a ticket), I found the most joy in the in between. Getting ready with friends. Taking pictures. Scraping together a last minute costume. Eating candy at 2 a.m. Seeing everyone dressed up. For me, it was all about the little moments. 

This may not have been the Halloween I expected. It wasn’t what I planned in my head. But with all of the fun traditions here, I think I just found my new Halloween Routine. I found it in the in between.

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On Saturday, Sept. 30, the Yale women’s soccer team hit the road to play the UPenn team at Rhodes Field in Philadelphia. The Elis started the game off strong. 

Forward Anita Thorvaldsdottir ’27 secured a goal in the sixth minute off of an assist from Ellie Rappole ’25. The team was then able to hold off the Quaker’s attack for 24 minutes until they gained momentum and scored in the 30th minute. 

“We did a great job of responding to the adversity but need to start the game with more urgency,” UPenn head coach Krissy Turner said to Penn Athletics. 

Yale had eight total shots on goal, giving UPenn a few opportunities to claim the victory.

But the Bulldogs struggled to put the ball in the back of the net for the rest of the game. 

“Our message to our team has and continues to be focusing on our ability to seal games when we have momentum,” Yale head coach Sarah Martinez wrote to the News. “Penn had a stretch of play in the first half that gave us some problems and we went away from our style of play for a bit which resulted in their goal. Once we went back to ourselves in the second half, keeping the ball and being patient, we created enough chances to find a game winner but again just couldn’t convert.” 

A common theme for the Bulldogs this season seems to be an emphasis on the idea of what it means to be a team — playing together, growing together and celebrating together. 

This focus on playing as a team is a hallmark of Yale’s style, and is what allowed them to score very early on in the first half. 

“I think Anita’s goal was a memorable moment for me,” captain Chloe Laureano ’24 wrote to the News. “I think it was extremely representative of our style of play; It was a true team effort in the build up, a wonderful cross from Ellie, and a well-timed finish from Anita.” 

Laureano said she looks forward to other moments like these during that season that demonstrate their teamwork. 

Although it didn’t show on the scoreboard, the Elis displayed exceptional performance and have been doing so throughout the season, Martinez told the News. 

“To be honest we have had a great start overall in our quality of play,” wrote Martinez. “This team is very different than what we’ve seen in the past.”

The Bulldogs hosted Brown on Oct. 4 in a midweek game, which was no small feat considering Brown has been the Ivy League Champion for the past three years. Although they fought hard, the Bulldogs fell to the Bears 4–1. 

The Bulldogs play next this Saturday against Princeton University at the Myslik Field at Roberts Stadium in New Jersey. 

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