Harvard Square (and Cambridge more broadly) is in desperate need of sports bars. What gives?
The Prom was advertised with a masquerade theme — but there was not a single mask in sight. Guests arrived proudly unmasked and confidently expressive, sporting glitter eyeshadow, black lipstick, and impressive wings of eyeliner.
This newly-founded club sport team has something of a rags-to-riches story. The group was founded by two varsity student athletes who needed a break from the whirlwind of Division I athletics and stressful academics. HPC’s open-play practices welcome newcomers; its leaders run the group with an entrepreneurial mindset, seeking out opportunities for growth and business partnerships.
A few minutes later, a group of children perched in a tree above our heads alert us to the imminent arrival of the British regiment. The force, with bright red jackets, muskets in hand, and feathers in their hats, marches into the town common to the jaunty sound of drums and pipes. The first shot of the battle rings out, as it did a quarter of a millennium ago, just after dawn.