Coming off their first ever Little East Conference regular-season championship, the USM men’s soccer team looked poised to make the NCAA tournament.
Plymouth State had other ideas, though, ending the Huskies’ season with a resounding 3-0 victory last Wednesday in Gorham.
It seems like almost a yearly tradition now.
Tour the States in the spring and summer, and once it starts to get cold.go where it could only be colder: Canada.
This year, I will make that annual trip with the band I call my own, The Leftovers, on the weekend of November 13th-16th and it promises to be more fun than a barrel of monkeys.
ou see snow falling silently out your window. Class starts soon, but there is no need to brave the elements to free your car from last night’s blizzard, no worrying about getting stuck behind an impossibly slow plow as it clears the roads. You fix a cup of cocoa, settle into your favorite recliner and boot up the computer.
Jocelyn Lee’s photography exhibit, “Last Light,” documents the death of her mother, whom she calls a collaborator in the work. The Italian-born photographer also holds a degree in philosophy from Yale, a 2001 Guggenheim Fellowship, has taught at MECA, and now teaches at Princeton.
The USM field hockey team gave the Keene State Owls all they could handle for 60 minutes. Unfortunately, just under two minutes into overtime, the Owls snuck a shot past junior keeper Allison Hill (Cape Elizabeth) and defeated the Huskies 2-1, dashing USM’s hope of dethroning the reigning LEC champions.
The “Recipes from Home” program created by Keith Brady, USM’s Director of Dining Services, and promoted by Janet Etzel, USM’s Coordinator of Early Student Involvement and Family Relations, was recently featured in the Portland Press Herald by feature writer Meredith Goad.
Portland is an adventurer’s dream. If you don’t believe me then you’re not getting out enough, and I’m here to change that. Don’t worry, I’ve been in your shoes before and I hit a rut again recently when I realized I had already explored most of the city’s bicycle paths.
eprechaun. He doesn’t seem like a normal leprechaun. On first glance, one can immediately tell he’s not right – he must have some internal emotional problems. He protects a bowl of cereal from children for starters, and he’s not even good at it. He is in fact terrible.
Usually Mark Whalberg can do no wrong in selecting movie roles that showcase his acting skills and tough-guy persona (look to The Departed or We Own the Night). Max Payne proves there is a first time for everything.
Max Payne is based off the ultra-violent and hip videogame of the same name; and the creators of the movie try damn hard to follow the plotline of this game and transfer a sense of it onscreen.
With the number one ranked men’s soccer team falling at the hands of Plymouth State and the field hockey team having their impressive playoff run stopped by the venerable Keene State Owls, it’s easy to write this season off as another one in the books.
But not so fast – it’s been an impressive fall for the Huskies.
“We get to have fun and get credit for it. It’s part of our curriculum. But don’t tell anybody!” Dr. Peter Martin, the conductor of the USM wind ensemble, stands poised on the podium, baton in hand, awaiting and expecting the pristine first notes of the work.
Not too many people look to Maine for film-making opportunities, but that may all change if Cape Elizabeth resident Eric Matheson’s big idea can come to life.
Matheson wants to transform South Portland’s former National Guard Armory into a fully equipped sound stage for independent and major film studios.
ns, and spooky jack-o’-lanterns all helped to kick off the scare of the night at the 14th annual Halloween Party hosted by the Student-Athlete Advisory Committee in Gorham on Thursday night.
On a night where innovative costumes and free candy provided a great opportunity for USM to give back to the community, dozens of families came out to enjoy the various activities put on my many of our Husky athletes.
Thirty years ago, the man who calls himself Cat Dancer was a young, self-described introvert enthralled with computers and math, walking quietly through his family’s five acres of woods in North Monmouth, Maine. He rode his bike through the town’s empty streets past the smoky, brick expanse of Tex-Tech Industries-the world’s leading producer of tennis ball felt; a place where workers are liable to lose a few fingers in the machines.
For many of us today, the world is becoming increasingly unaffordable. With a crumbling economy, an endless war, and a collective ignorance about the environment, the most powerful country in the world has become the most indebted and wasteful country in the world.
Frustrations are running high over Bayside Village, the independently-owned student housing complex on Marginal Way in Portland.
Tensions between residents, management and the city erupted late last week, after the Portland police department mandated drastic changes to the building’s community guidelines.
Greg Cox (Brookline MA) knew what had to be done in his last regular season game as a Husky.
And with 15 minutes left on the clock he got it done.
The senior captain took a solid pass across the middle from senior Sinisa Bajic (Belgrade, Serbia) and slotted a shot home under the diving Rhode Island College keeper to give the Huskies a 1-0 win over the Anchormen and the school’s first-ever LEC regular season crown.
You may not have heard, but there is a musical theatre major at USM, and it is producing spectacular work. The community was privy to this work over the weekend as fourteen student vocalists took to the Corthell Concert Hall stage. They transformed it into the mind of Gordon Schwinn–and a restaurant, a sidewalk, an apartment, a sailboat, and a hospital room: all without techincal scenery other than the actors themselves, a few props, and pianos.
Maybe they think it’s appropriate, maybe they don’t see us as a captive audience, or maybe George Bush is the funniest man alove, but USM professors espousing their political views in the classroom is a practice that divides our community along it’s political fault lines, and often shifts focus away from the subject at hand.
Thursday’s “Life of the Party” political forum was formulated as a break from the candidate-driven, partisan forums broadcast over the last year, where answers and platforms are so routine and regimented, a voter could slip into election-induced déj? vu.
As soon as the slam-poetry styling of the Freedom Choir began to echo their rendition of “The Times They Are A-Changin'” from the back of the Woodbury Campus Center’s amphitheater, it was clear this was not going to be another starchy, dry discussion panel.
It’s that time of year again. Fall has all but passed us by, the leaves are dying and the weather is getting colder every minute. On the other hand, it’s not quite winter yet either. The ground is still bare so there won’t be any hitting of the slopes any time soon.
Just last week I heard on the radio that during Whole Foods Fall Madness Sale whole chickens were going for .99/lb. accompanied by .39/lb. butternut squash (sale ends November 4th, but the store is open until 10 p.m.). I heard value either way, as you can get a lot of mileage out of a chicken.
An estimated 20 percent of Americans live with a disability of some kind, yet the disabled make up just five percent of the workforce in science and engineering. It’s a gap the National Science Foundation would like to narrow.
And they’ve enlisted the help of USM.
August 30th, 2004 was the day I turned 18. Everyone and their mothers asked me if I was going to vote in the upcoming election. I told them, “No. One vote can’t change anything.” I was kidding when I said this and had every intention in the world to vote, but whether I voted or not didn’t really matter.