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ARGOS BLOG DISCONTINUED
Monday, October 12, 2009
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CROSS COUNTRY CALIFORNIA JOURNAL: Christopher Hough
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Wow...This trip has been great. So to pick up where we started, we ended up going to The Spaghetti Factory to get some carbo loading before Saturday's big race. The next morning we woke up and went out for an easy 25 minute run at Cal State-Fullerton to shake out the legs in order to get us ready for the big race held in the evening. After the morning run, we got back to the hotel, showered up, and headed out to "The Block," very similar to the Destin Outlets back home. Not much longer, 6:30 rolled around and the team found our way to the starting line. I must say it was nice to actually race somebody outside of both our conference and region for a change. The next day, after an excruciating long run that the team will never forget, we got back, showered up, and went to tour Venice Beach before the red eye flight back home! UWF cross country would like to thank you for the trip of a lifetime and memories that will never be lost!
CROSS COUNTRY CALIFORNIA JOURNAL: Women's Team
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
DAY 1 : September 3rd, 2009
Our adventure to California began at the airport at noon on Thursday September 3. The team had a few first-time flyers which enticed some jokes about packing parachutes and being ready to jump, just to make the runners a little extra nervous.
Once the team was in Atlanta it was a sprint to find the best food. Some of the teammates knew that the best food was at the international concourse so it was an adventure trekking through the Atlanta airport. However, once food was eaten there were still many hours until departure. Some of the team entertained themselves by listening to music, using their laptops, or walking around the concourse. All of our bags filled the aisles at the gate and the airport staff was feeling pinched as we took up the whole waiting area.
During the 4 ½ hour flight from Atlanta to LA, most of the team was restless and moved to different seats like a game of musical chairs. Also, many funny pictures were taken of the team sleeping such as Donald (Davis) falling asleep on his neighbor’s shoulders.
Finally the team was in LA but the sitting around was not over. It seemed to have taken forever to get our vans. It was 1:00 am Pensacola time and the team was exhausted! Once we got into our vans, we then began our drive to Fullerton. Starving from the long, never-ending day, we stopped at the In & Out Burger. For some it was a way to satisfy their empty stomachs but for others it was a way to catch some extra sleep by staying in the vans. We finally arrived at the Hotel-Motel-Fairfield Inn around 12:30 am local time (2:30 Pensacola Time). After given our room assignments, the team (half asleep) got up to each of their rooms and crashed for the night. After a 20 hour day for most of us, we had about 7 hours of sleep before practice the next morning.
DAY 2 : September 4th, 2009
After a stressful day, we are privileged to sleep in until 8:45 before packing into the van to run at 9 am. The sun is blazing and a simple warm-up jog does the trick to get us sweating our pores out. We’re running in the valley of two enormous hills. Hills that in fact would be considered mountains in the flat lands of Florida. A recollection of the Lion King flashes through the mind while clouds of sand and dust surround our every step. Creatures of the unknown, or at least unknown to us, flash across our path and into holes they burrowed deep within the sand. Thoughts switch from the heat, to the wild life, to water, to the race, and many other random things. Running is a struggle between mind and passion. We manage to get sidetracked and stop momentarily to observe the pattern of trails a leaping snake made.
Successfully we make the first 30 minutes without trouble. On the way back Megan (Steinocher) freezes in fear as a coyote reflects her actions and they stare each other down. Once the animal is out of her path she continues onward, sighing in relief. But the coyote isn’t done scaring these strange new people on its territory. Minutes later it leaps out in front of Stacy (Paton) and more of the same happens. Both girls are now permanently traumatized and will never be able to run on such a path again for the rest of their lives. While that may not be true, it was still a moment that took their breaths away and an experience that can easily be turned into an over-exaggerated adventure to tell their grandchildren.
Making it back to the hotel safely and without further scares, we take the two hours we have to nap. Around 1:00 we arrive at the Sandwich Hut to scarf down some delicious subs, but not without first confusing and distressing a humble lady by discriminating against wheat bread and white bread. It takes a few minutes for our food to arrive, but it is well worth the wait.
Shortly after, we all pile back in the van and drive down to Garden Walk to go shopping. Vanessa (Ffrench) spends $20 there before we learn that we’re going elsewhere to shop because most of the stores at the current area are closed, thus making the shopping trip pointless and slightly boring. So we head on down to another mall where all the girls minus Danielle and Megan – being as sporty as they are and visiting only the athletic stores - enter Forever 21. As most girls tend to do, we spend much of our hour in that one store where Vanessa is cursing herself for spending all her money in one place. Kelbe (Beck) more in a distant haze than interested in all the clothes around her, while Tori (Neuber) and Bailee (Hedstrom) are near heaven. Once we reach the Nike store Celenne (Morfin) and Kelbe are more at home. It is surprisingly difficult being there without having money to buy anything.
As is our becoming habit, we take a quick nap once we get back to the hotel before getting ready to go to the Old Spaghetti Factory. While waiting in this three story restaurant, we play two games of telephone. Ultimately we fail to pass along the same message both times. Nonetheless it was interesting enough. Of course, having little self-control, we fill up on bread before receiving our dinner. Afterwards we sing Happy Birthday to Eddie (Pagan) – the day before his birthday.
Later on that night Stacy and Coach Bergen speed off to Albertson’s to buy balloons for the teammate’s birthday. With three people distracting him and keeping him in his room and four others dashing down the hall with the balloons, we successfully stash them in Stacy’s closet without him ever finding out.
An early start at 1:00 am in the morning, Stacy and Megan break a team rule – but with permission – and sneak into Eddie’s room with 30 balloons so that he may wake up on his birthday with a fresh reminder of the love we have for him.
DAY 3 : September 5th , 2009
The sun is rising over the mountains as fresh bead of sweat slow down our faces like streams down a hill. As we jog around the breathtaking campus of Cal State Fullerton, our excitement flourished for the upcoming race. After an easy 20 minute jog, we head back to the hotel to get some food before crowding into the van. We’re on our way to Hollywood! The stars are lying on the ground, waiting for us to herd over them with our cameras. Snoop Dog gave us a special appearance and even took the time out of his waxy, but life-like state, to take a picture with Bailee, Tori, Vanessa, and Celenne.
After a quick stroll down Hollywood, the team continues with their tourism by cruising down Beverly Hills and taking a brief glance at the high life, which undoubtedly all of us will be living shortly. Exhausted beyond belief, most of us snuggle and nap on the drive back. The unfortunates of the back seat, Kelbe, Celeene, and Bailee, suffer the largest of the blows from the constant bumps of the rollercoaster-like roads and hardly get the chance to close their eyes. Once we get back into town, we stop by Sandwhich Hut to get some food. Two of the girls join the boys team at Subway (a mistake they never should have made. You’ll soon learn why).
About an hour’s nap is all we get before slipping into the van and heading off for the race. The course is unbelievably intimidating with its monstrous hills that seem to stretch out for a good half a mile. Luckily, it was just a facade and it ended up being a relatively flat course.
Before running our warm up, we decide to stroll on over to the bathrooms and of course there is an endless line eating up our time. Vanessa notices there is no line for the boy’s restrooms, nor has there been one for a while. Most of the UWF girls switch over their lavatories. As is to be expected, once the lot of get over to the threshold of the Men’s bathroom, a team of boys plus some more, need to use the bathroom. Reluctantly, the ones of us who have yet to relieve ourselves, head back over to the correct facilities while the girls inside scramble to get out.
Jogging the warm-up takes an eternity in the twenty minutes we use up. Already our stomachs are twisted into the most ungodly sorts of ways. Stacy mentions that her tummy feels a little hot, but she merely tossed the thought to the “Insignificant Worries” box. Hearts pumping, legs ready, minds focused, the sound of the gun starts the race and the three hundred or so girls take off. Bailee and Megan are already out front, while the rest of us get boxed in. It takes three mind battling, leg tiring loops for us to finish the 6K and we’re not done yet. We still have to cool down.
During the race for Stacy and shortly after the race for Danielle, both girls experienced the pleasure of losing their lunch. Whether it was because they had dairy before the run or thanks to some bad meat on our Subway sandwiches, we don’t know. Either way, it’s an experience we have learned from and overall the trip was a wonderful treat for us.
Compiled by captain Stacy Paton and written by entire team.
CROSS COUNTRY CALIFORNIA JOURNAL (written by Christopher Hough)
Friday, September 4, 2009
After a great night sleep here at the Marriot, we woke up and drove over to Carbon Canyon Park where our coaches had us run for 7 miles. In short, it consisted of running the first 3 1/2 miles straight up hill for 1200 feet then turning around and running back down. Makes you appreciate the hills we have on campus a bit more!! This afternoon we ended up going to a huge outdoor mall and wasting some time, and later this evening we will head over to the Spaghetti Factory where the team will enjoy a nice dinner of carbohydrates to the fullest. Thanks for the wonderful opportunity...More to come!
2008-09 ATHLETICS HIGHLIGHTS UPDATED
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The athletics highlights for the 2008-09 season have been highlighted and can be viewed here. We've also created a pdf document with the same information for printing purposes. Enjoy!
UWF RANKS SECOND IN ALL-TIME GSC CHAMPIONSHIPS
Friday, May 15, 2009
The GSC is updating the all-time leaders for conference championships across the board. The Argonauts recently tallied GSC title number 50 (women's golf), and they now rank second in all-time championships behind former member Troy State (now Troy University). Now a Division I member of the Sun Belt Conference, Troy compiled 58 total GSC championships during their time in Division II, including 50 men's titles and eight women's titles.
UWF leads with 24 women's championships, one ahead of North Alabama at 23. On the men's side, Troy has a huge lead at 50, followed by fellow former member Jacksonville State at 29. West Florida leads all active GSC schools with 26 men's championships, and Delta State trails UWF at 23.
COMPLETE GSC CHAMPIONSHIPS HISTORY
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Maddie Staub)
Monday, May 11, 2009
The last day of our trip was filled with as much activity as possible so we could squeeze a ton of Nicaraguan culture. The day began with a boat tour of many of the small islands in Lake Nicaragua. We caught a glimpse of the vacation home owned by the richest family in Nicaragua, as well as an island inhibited by a handful of curious monkeys. Many were intrigued by our presence, and a few got as bold as to take nuts out of ours hands.
Our tour guide, Brooke, then took us to the Messiah Market located within what appeared to be a castle. We shopped around and bought small trinkets like jewelry, picture frames, and clothing. The most popular items were beautiful hammocks and hammock chairs that at least half of our team acquired. We then stopped at a more Americanized mall back in Managua where half of us shopped, and the other half decided to catch the flick, Wolverine. Luckily, not everything in the theatre was in Spanish.
Finally it was time to face the national team one more time to obtain a much desired win. Our team fought hard and took the team to four battling sets, but we were unsuccessful in getting the victory.
As I sit on the plane, I think about what we did walk away with, for this trip greatly improved us not only as athletes, but as people. Some of the lessons I feel we learned are:
1. You honestly don’t realize what you have until it’s gone.
2. A little can go a long way.
3. Money doesn’t buy happiness.
4. A love and passion for the game is always needed.
5. Sometimes, it’s just not about us.
6. We are a family… no matter what.
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Patricia Gandolfo)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
It was 10 am and we all got on the bus to head up to the Volcano Mombacho to do some hiking and appreciate some really cool scenarios that Granada has to offer us. This time instead of worrying about bags falling off the bus, we were watching out for cows crossing the streets. After 40 minutes listening to the driver talking non-stop we finally got there and they told us that the only way to go up in the volcano was riding the tourist bus, which was coming to get us shortly. While we were all waiting for the bus I found out that instead of writing “hombres” (men) and “mujeres” (women) on the bathroom door, they have chickens drawn on it, yes, I said chickens! I asked Brooke what it meant, but she had no concrete answer, I would say it was there just for the simple pleasure of drawing chickens around the city! Anyway, right beside the bus Coach and Christina fed a really skinny dog with a cereal bar and water in a bottle lid. I guess it was its lucky day, because we could see its ribs popping out!
As soon as the tourist bus got there, we all hopped up and headed to half way of the top of the mountain. They usually have two stops: half way and the top, of course. In the first stop they had this little store selling coffee and other things that I didn’t figure out what it was. Since they had free coffee, some of us decided to get some, but some bees decided to come around and bother Jamie and her cup of coffee. Well, neither the bee nor Jamie were happy with this situation, that actually ended up with one running away spilling coffee all over the floor (Jamie) and the other drowning on the puddle of coffee and later being smashed on by Val’s big foot (bee). OK, minutes later the second bus came to save us from getting messier in the store.
On the top we were divided in two groups, mine had Julio as a tourist guide, while the other group had Eric. All I can say is that Julio was a great tourist guide that spoke English very well with us and talked a lot about every living thing that was around, I mean everything. The hiking has an hour and a half long, and we experienced things such as observing a red lady bug walking on the stairs, to clouds touching on the edge of the mountain. The view was amazing, and not even the rain stopped us from enjoying the great scenarios around the volcano. But there was always the fear of a wild puma appearing beside us, or even a simple frog jumping on our ankles. No worries, nothing happened … as I can remember. After knowing the past, present and the future of the 365 different species living in the “cloud forest” on the volcano area, we all sat down to eat at a local restaurant on top of the mountain. When you think you already saw everything, there is always something else to surprise you, so Rafa decided to show us the newest entertainment for the team: the “Sleeping Plants.” Whenever you touch this kind of plant, they close it up and crawl down, making it look like it is “sleeping”. I can guarantee this is the best time killer if you have to wait for the bus to come get you while you are on top of the mountain.
Well, on the way down since nothing too exciting was happening the clouds decided to help a little bit and suddenly it started to rain pretty bad. Since the bus is open, the only way to protect yourself from the water is pulling down a plastic curtain on the side. That meant that whoever was appreciating the view from inside the bus, was automatically promoted to be the “window” holder.
So, we got in the bottom of the volcano and we headed up to the hotel, it took us no more than 20 minutes to get there. We had an hour and a half to take a shower, go shopping, take a nap … do whatever we wanted before we meet at 7 pm to eat dinner at a pizza place. At 7 pm we walked to the pizza place, which was two blocks from the hotel, and we all set at the table craving for any kind of food that is not rice and beans! We decided to order six pizzas for everybody, but since we didn’t finish it all we gave the leftovers to the poor kids that were behind us at the table. There is no goofier team than ours, so we decided to start a “muscle competition” with those boys behind us. Those tiny arms were competing against Jamie’s and Val’s “Muscle Milk” made arms, but I still have my doubts of who was the winner in this game.
After we all get stuffed with pizza, we came back to the hotel and since I was in charge to write the blog today, I came straight to the computer room. Well, like I said earlier, as soon as you think you are done seeing strange things, there is always something else to pop up and give you a good laugh. Coach was right beside me in another computer and out of nowhere, she started laughing out loud, and read us the funniest email ever. A guy from somewhere in Nicaragua saw our game and fell in love with three players, number 7 (Chelsea), number 3 (Kristen), and last but NOT LEAST number 14 (Jesse). He could not put in better words that his true love was Jesse and wanted really bad to meet her. Well … it’s not everyday that somebody has a secret admirer looking up in the Internet trying to figure out your coach’s email address to contact you!
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Chelsea Wilhoite)
Saturday, May 5, 2009
Today we all had to wake up and be ready to leave San Juan. We loaded up the car with half of our luggage on top, which we thought was fastened, and drove off to Jenotepe. Not even halfway there we see a bag fly off the top of the car, stopped the car, Josh ran and got the bag and then we started on our merry way ... We then hit about every single police check point possible. The last stop they made us all give them our passports.
The orphanage we were going to visit was all the way up this hill tucked away in some banana trees. The drive up there was hilarious. The road was so bumpy that everyone’s heads were bouncing around and we were knocking into each other. Some of us in the back decided to ball up into little balls and whoever "popped" first out of their ball lost the game.
After being thrown into each other for about an hour, we finally got to the orphanage. As soon as the kids saw our vans they came running to the gate. We got a tour and then were taken to the toddlers room to read books and entertain them. After that we had a huge lunch and we all needed a nap!
Before we left, Val gave me another foreign fruit to try ... didn’t like that one either. We also cut a coconut down and me, Kristen, and Hobie tried to play stick ball ... didn’t work. Then it was time to leave.
When we got back to our hotel we were able to take a quick nap before we had to leave for the gym. This gym was much like our first gym we played in. The gym was covered with openings on the side, dusty concrete floors and LOUD music playing the whole time.
Another great day in Nicaragua.
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Valissia Brathwaite)
Friday, May 8, 2009
Today was a very cool day. We started off being split up into groups and my group got to go to the Special Education school. At the school, there were 8 students, 1 director, 2 therapists, and families supporting the kids. The school was founded by 2 Canadians that started it, and left, and needed someone to keep it going. Now it is owned by a non-profit community program.
The kids’ ages ranged from five to 41, and they were all so happy, and sweet. We played with them with blocks, made piñatas, painted, and danced with all of them. It was so much fun that we lost track of the time, then it was time to go back to the hotel to rest before the game.
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Jesse Keroack)
Friday, May 8, 2009
Today my group of five went with Marla around to different community out reach projects here in San Juan del sur. The first place we visited was the women`s center. Marla explained that almost every city has one and that it is a safe haven for woman and children. The main focus at these places was to educate women on how to become more financially independent. She told us that the director was supposed to be there after 7 but upon our arrival around 10 the director was not there, a perfect example of the lack of time sense down here. We dropped off 2 bags of socks to a woman and her son who said they would be there most of the day.
Next, we visited the library. This is a far shot from any American library. It was only a few small rooms and no electronic catalog, and everything was done by hand. As we looked through the few rooms I found a Harry Potter book in Spanish and several others I recognized from my childhood. Two little boys came in the library to borrow crayons and paper to draw. We immediately flocked to the two children asking them questions and quizzing their vocab with picture flash cards. The boys were 5 years old and absolutely adorable, and we all wished we could have taken them home with us but Marla jokingly told us ¨that we could neither adopt them nor marry them.¨
Next we were driven past the redlight district and up the hillside to a resort with a terrific view. The view from the upper pool deck made this place seem truly like a paradise. The ocean was bright blue and the bay was dotted with boats, you could see the surrounding hills and the Jesus statue on the highest point overlooking it all. We all sat at the bar and drank the best lemonade I have ever tasted. We chatted for a bit, all revealing our fantasies about the life we could possibly live in this paradise. We were introduced to the pool jazzercise ladies who were both in their 60s and post work out eating breakfast.
Next we went down several levels of condos and pools to the animal rescue hospital supported by the resort. There were several monkeys, hundreds of cats and a few dogs all of which had been rescued. The monkeys were by far the funniest creatures there, and one happened to escape from her line while we were walking around and we were witnesses to her stealing fruit, playing with the dogs and leading the trainers on a chase. After the mischievous monkey named Bonsi was caught we left our little paradise and visited a local craftswomans house. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. The woman named Ruth, taught crafts classes and made all of her projects out of recycled materials. She taught other women so that they too could reuse their own possessions and sell them to make a profit, another lesson of recycling and financial independence. She showed us many bags, boxes and blank books she had made from couch cushion covers to pajamas to seashells.
I was so impressed with her work and was reminded of my own mother´s love for crafts that I ended up buying several things from her as gifts for my mother for mother´s day. Many of the other girls bought her crafts as well and we made the decision to go into town later to help Ruth buy the materials she needed to continue the projects. To find simple materials like fabric scissors, thread, needles, glue and paints we had to go to several stores around town. We ended up finding almost everything after about an hour, a typical shopping day for Nicas. We dropped Ruth off at her house and returned to the hotel very tired, hungry and hot. We grabbed a bite to eat at a local restaurant and waited for the others to get back. As they trickled in we got the hear stories from their days and slowly drift off to a much needed afternoon nap. We all vegged out at the hotel for most of the afternoon, waiting for the sun to set and our much anticipated volleyball game to begin.
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Kristen Wimer)
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Today was such a blast! After we woke up and had a little breakfast we all grabbed our towels and headed to the beach to do a yoga session. You would be surprised how warm the sun is in the morning and how fast you can get completely covered in sand! We didn’t mind though because afterward we jumped right into the ocean. It was kind of tiring but we were all so glad that we did it.
After yoga, we had a few hours to walk around the town and do some shopping. Most of the little stores were just a big room attached to where the owners lived. We saw some pretty interesting things.
Here’s where the real fun began. We got into our suits and our tour guide, Tim, drove half of us to a dock where we jumped in a little boat that took us to the middle of the bay to a pretty big sailboat. We jumped on and began our sail to the beach where the other half of us were going to by truck. The boat ride was amazing. We rode along the coast all the way to a remote beach. We ate a lunch of chips and dip and a delicious chicken sandwich on the boat. Once we arrived to our beach we were instructed to swim to shore where everyone else would be meeting us. Though it looked like a short distance, this swim was quite difficult. We laughed the whole way in. About 10 minutes later, the trucks pull up with the other half of our group and about 25 little kids from in the village. They were so excited that once they stopped it was a stampede of children running into the ocean. We were all able to do different activities with the kids like beach volleyball, surf, play in the ocean, and Chelsea and I built sand castles with a few kids. The kids laughed the entire time we were there. I enjoyed seeing how extremely happy they were over something as small as a sand castle, or jumping over waves again, and again, and again. It was wonderful.
As the sun began to go down, we loaded everything up and those who were riding back on the boat had to begin their swim back out to it. We were told that the swim back out to the boat was easier than the swim in, it was not. Hobie and I were giving each other pep talks as we tried not to drown in the huge crashing waves. Once we finally made it out there we were all joking about how hard the swim was and were given Oreos to eat on the ride. The sun was beginning to set, we had Oreos, and we were on a sailboat in Nicaragua ... how much better can it get?
We cleaned up for dinner and ate in a restaurant down the road. They gave us a buffet with a good variety of foods and a group of locals did some folk dances for us. It was pretty cool. Overall, today was one of the best days here. I can´t wait to see what tomorrow will hold for us!!
VOLLEYBALL NICARAGUA JOURNAL (Written by Jamie Nichols)
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Last night we arrived at the Best Western which was across the street from the airport. After blasting the AC for a couple of hours, we could finally stop sweating.
This morning we went to breakfast at the hotel. Our first stop of the day was at an active volcano that is smoking and smells like sulfur. The best part was the view. Chelsea, Christina, and I kept volcanic rocks.
Next, we drove through the town of Managua. There were a lot of horses, cows, and dogs running around. Our tour guide, Tim, was telling us the history of the town and how it was run by dictatorship, then revolutionized, then hit by a terrible earthquake that knocked everything down, and they haven´t come back from it yet even though it has been 30 years. So they are really in a strange time right now, and the people here are okay with it. He told us that most of the people are doing the same things their families have been doing for generations in the same way, without innovation. They learn very slowly and seem content with their way of life.
We went to the part of town that used to be the central town square and it was deserted. I made friends with a little girl who I took a picture of and showed it to her and in return she gave me a flower made from dried banana leaves.
After that, we went to eat lunch in a restaurant, but it was quite an ordeal getting there. The roads are tiny and the drivers are crazy. There aren´t many traffic lights or street signs. After we ate, we were all fighting over the leftovers, especially the plantains. We went back to the hotel and took naps before going to our game against the National Nicaraguan team.
On our way to the gym it started thundering and pouring. The bus driver was trying to figure out the best place to let us out so we wouldn´t get too wet. We had a few local kids help us with this. Tim conversed with them in Spanish telling them to run out from under the umbrella and back to show us how wet they got. Then the kids jumped onto our bus, said something about shoes and then started laughing hysterically and ran off. The gym was pretty much a warehouse with bleachers. The ceiling was leaking puddles onto the court. Obviously it wasn´t air conditioned so we were completely soaked by the time we finished warming up. Other than that it wasn´t too bad. Once the game started it took us awhile to get acclimated, so we were behind 2-0 games. Then we started playing well and fought back to 2-2. The 5th set was a great game. We had some really long rallies but ended up losing 15-13.
We had pizza waiting for us at the gym. The little kids stood by giving us doe eyes, staring at the pizza. Rafa and Pati gave in and gave a girl a piece. Then they all flocked in like seagulls. Christina, however, was feeding the wild dogs the pizza.
After a long day we went back to the hotel for the night.
FOLLOW GSC ON FACEBOOK, TWITTER
Monday, February 23, 2009
The Gulf South Conference is now online with a page on Facebook, and they also now have an official account on Twitter.
BASEBALL & SOFTBALL PHOTOS ONLINE AT PENSACOLA110
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Pensacola110 is back to shooting West Florida baseball and softball, and new photos are online after the baseball team's home opener on Feb. 4 and the softball team's exhibition on Feb. 7.
STEVE FELL RECEIVES GCAA NATIONAL COACH OF THE YEAR AWARD
Friday, January 30, 2009
UWF men's golf Head Coach Steve Fell receiving the GCAA National Coach of the Year award alongside golf legend Jack Nicklaus
WOMEN'S SOCCER RETROSPECTIVE ON PENSACOLA110
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Bill Stockland at Pensacola 110 posted a look back at the UWF women's soccer team through photos he took throughout the season. To view the retrospective, click here.
