The Maroon Vol. 2… No. 60 Friday, August 5, 2022
“Bringing us all to a place we don't want to lose."
Observer: Ridgewood Girls’ Varsity Flag Football
Macky’s New York: Oh God...What Did I Do?
William Peay: Tales From The Wood…
RHS Athletic Hall Of Fame: Save The Date: Nov. 5th 2022
M + A NYC: Mighty Are We As One
Jim Schoneman: Rock Hound
Jeff Meyers: Humidity
Daniel Hill: Social Media Strategist
Kathy & Ross Petras: You’re Saying It Wrong
Observer
Ridgewood Girls’ Varsity Flag Football
Its been estimated that there are a million more boys playing high school sports than girls. Happily, 50 years after the passage of Title IX, which prohibits sex-based discrimination in any school or any other education program that receives funding from the federal government, there is now a Girls’ Varsity Flag Football team at Ridgewood High School. In the Spring of 2023 they will play their second season.
The RHS Girls’ Flag Football team has already contributed to changing our sporting culture for the better. The head injuries which frequently occur in tackle football are much less of an occurance in Flag Football. The lesson here is that it will take a concerted effect to eliminate the legacy of concussions. Better padding in the helmets is only going to reduce the incidents by a small percentage. Maybe the boys will wise up one day and just play the game without all the violence inflicted upon on their still developing bodies and minds.
According to David Drozjock, an Assistant Principal for athletics at Wayne Valley High School:
The New Jersey High School Girls’ Flag Football League is co-sponsored by the New York Jets and Nike. Flag football mirrors traditional football in many ways. It has been around for decades but has been surging in popularity, in New Jersey and elsewhere, amid growing awareness of the health hazards posed by traditional football. (Wayne Valley does not offer Varsity Boys Flag Football.)
Macky’s New York
Matthew Cortellesi Photography
August 1. 2022 - Washington Square
Oh God...What Did I Do?
Although the title of the photo (taken from a Talking Heads lyric) is quite ominous...the real story behind the picture is a bit more innocent.
On a hot summer afternoon...@j.shi3sty (who I met after taking this photo) is cooling off in the fountain only to find out that the water pressure of those water jets are a bit more aggressive than they appear.
Shot inside the fountain on the wet bottom granite step looking north with arch.
Time 5pm.
#ny1pic
William Peay
Tales From The Wood…
Garber Square at Night... in the distance, Pease library on the left. Train Station on the right.
RHS Athletic Hall Of Fame
Save The Date: November 5, 2022
Visit The RHS Athletic Hall Of Fame & Order Tickets for 2022 Inductees Banquet
Digital Printing for the RHS Hall of Fame provided by Tim Boucher, RHS 1988
M + A NYC
Mighty Are We As One
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Jim Schoneman
Rock Hound
It's been several years since I visited this bog. It's probably the most photogenic bog in the entire Underdown area. The problem with bog walking is two-fold. One, the deerflies. Two, every bog is surrounded by a waist deep moat of water filled with all kinds of creepy crawlies. The moat is usually about 15 feet wide, and you have to walk through that moat to get to the bog. Yesterday afternoon I was bored and figured I'd try and visit the bog again. When I parked the car it was immediately swarmed with deerflies, but when I opened the door and started walking, the deerflies disappeared (almost). And, when I got to the bog moat, I found a spot that had grown a thick covering of water plants that actually supported my weight, so I only sank knee deep.
Once you get out on the bog, it's like going back in time. It was worth the effort.
Jeff Meyers
Humidity
In humidity
We make our way up the dry stream bed,
My dog looking for water,
Me looking for relics -
A knapped spearhead,
A medicine bottle protruding -
Anything human
No matter how old.
Trees have fallen randomly
Over the streambed.
My dog and I go many times
Over, or under,
He panting for water,
Me grunting as I
Lift an atrophied leg over each fallen trunk.
Finally, we come
To the frame of the old car: Model T? Model A?
Leaning against a wolf pine,
Brass base of the steering wheel
A crucifer sprouting from
Glass and iron shards painted with
Orange scum, millions of stones beaten from old mountains,
This one small pool dense with
Shiners, and what seems to be
A young brook trout, darting towards the next rain...
My dog and I, we lap it up
Daniel Hill
Social Media Strategist
Daniel Hill Media: Where we fix everything from tractors to relationships.
Kathy & Ross Petras
You’re Saying It Wrong
nonplussed
“Over the past three years, [New York Giants quarterback Eli] Manning has given New York the impression that a dirty bomb could detonate in his locker and he would stand there nonplussed.”
—New York Post
This quote actually means that if a dirty bomb exploded in quarterback Eli Manning’s locker he would be very upset, maybe even scream a little. Which is probably true, but not the point that the Post was trying to make about the calm, cool, and collected QB. More