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The Crow’s Nest Photo courtesy of TheCupcakeSpotInc.com Photo by Myra Stringfellow / CN StudentMediaatUSFSP.com Volume 44 • Issue 4 Monday, October 5, 2009 Navigating the News for USF St. Petersburg The Outlook The truth is Urban Meyer never was a huge fan of Tim Tebow’s apologetic mea culpa immediately following the Ga- tors’ shocking loss to unranked Ole Miss last September. And yet, here he was, Timothy Rich- ard Tebow, the great talent, the natural leader, the inspirational motivator, pouring his heart out to members of the media in close proximity and to many others far and wide. To some, he’s just a quarterback. To others, he’s the male incarnate of Mother Teresa. To many, he’s Superman. But on this day, even Superman showed signs of human form. Fitting, for all the things that Tim Tebow is and will be, the surprises keep on coming. That confession that his head coach initially never warmed up to is now engraved on a plaque, plated in gold, and is proudly displayed inside Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. It reads: “I’m sorry, I’m extremely sorry. But I promise you one thing. A lot of good will come out of this. You will never see another player play as hard as I will play the rest of the season, and you’ll never see somebody push the team as hard as I will push the rest of the season, and you’ll never see a team play harder than we will play the rest of the season. God Bless.” And in a matter of minutes, we saw Tim Tebow shed one of his many identities to assume the role of his newest one: Meet Tim Tebow, the great communicator. Of course we all know how the season ended. Just like on fourth-and-one, Superman came through, this time with his mouth. If a picture is worth a thousand words, then the image of Tebow holding up his second national championship trophy that later followed is worth just 76. Not because it wasn’t impressive, but only because he simply didn’t need the other 924. Let this be a lesson. Commu- nication is key, in sports with your team and also in a relation- ship. Without it, the signals get crossed, no matter if they’re in a college football playbook or in the interpersonal repertoire of males and females. Who knew that football and dating were actually a match made in heaven? Or in Gainesville. The scenario is so familiar these days: a lot of young adults find the dating scene uncomfortable and frustrating so many resort to emotional seclusion in which they show no signs of interest in the opposite sex. Rather than actively pursing someone and expressing feelings, they passively wait for the other person to make the first move. In the meantime, that other person is on the same one- way train of thought, making for an uneventful, indefinite stalemate, causing one or both individuals to lose interest. Even after a loss, in which even one has been known to ruin an entire college foot- ball season on many occasion, Tebow never lost interest. Be- cause of his bold and public revelation of teary-eyed senti- ments, his team didn’t either. He came out and told everyone how he felt, ironically shedding the stereotypical masculine quarterback personality rather than adding another one to his already-existent litany of roles that we have come to know him by so well. He might actu- ally be on to something as far as dating is concerned. Now meet Tim Tebow, the incredible relationship guru. Actually, we’ll stick with Tim Tebow the football player and global missionary. Legend has it that Terrific Timmy is still single. By Peter Pupello [email protected] By Nikeya Williams [email protected] I walked into the Florida Mu- seum of Photographic Arts with my thoughts of serenity, captivity, and wonder. As my eyes rested on the exhibition titled Burk Uzzle’s Woodstock and Other Americana, I felt eagerness and impatience sink into my soul. My palms be- gin to sweat as my mind filled with thoughts of the images that I was about to see. “Do you have the printed coupon?” the volunteer asked. “No, it in my car.” Walking back to my car, I felt my eagerness and curiosity clouding my mind. I had never seen actual photos of the infamous Woodstock that ev- eryone else’s parents remembered, except for mine. My parents were probably in elementary school when Woodstock happened. However, I did hear a little about Woodstock from my best friend’s parents, but I still didn’t understand the magnitude of Woodstock. All I knew is that it touched the lives of so many people in the 1960s. Walking slowly through gallery A, I saw pictures of people danc- ing happily in their “ birthday suits” and taking baths in a river. I was a little shocked and curious; I was shocked because I didn’t know that people danced naked at Woodstock. I thought that it was simply a concert, not a big camping site where people took baths in a river. I was curious be- cause I wanted to know why young people gathered together for so many days to listen to music. Going through gallery B, I was enlightened by the photography that Uzzle created. This gallery displayed Uzzle’s abstract photog- raphy; I enjoyed it, especially the shoe tree photo. This photo was actually a small tree with shoes hanging from its weak branches but it looked like a huge maple tree with at least hundred shoes hang- ing from its branches. As I walked through gallery C my curiosity peaked even more. In this gal- lery, I actually heard a few songs from Woodstock, and it reminded me of a mixture of today’s contemporary and country mixed into one. It was rather soothing and relaxing. It helped recre- ate the atmosphere of Woodstock for a person who had only heard about it, but never seen pictures or heard the music played there. The photography in this gallery showed the faces of the young people that were influenced by Wood- stock. There was one photo that stood out in particular; it was Suzanne Camp Crosby portrait. This portrait stood out because of the dark shadows that shad- ed Suzanne’s face; it makes the photo more creative and emotional. I would suggest that everyone go and see this exhibition; it cap- tivating and creative. Burk Uzzle’s Woodstock and Other Americana exhibit will display through No- vember 7, 2009. The cost is $2 for USF students with ID. The Florida Museum of Photographic Arts is located in Downtown Tampa at: 200 North Tampa Street, Suite 130 Tampa, Florida 33602. WOODSTOCK the Iconic Photographic Art
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The Crow’s NestPhoto courtesy of TheCupcakeSpotInc.com Photo by Myra Stringfellow / CN
StudentMediaatUSFSP.comVolume 44 • Issue 4 Monday, October 5, 2009
Navigating the News for USF St. Petersburg
The Outlook
The truth is Urban Meyer never was a huge fan of Tim Tebow’s apologetic mea culpa immediately following the Ga-tors’ shocking loss to unranked Ole Miss last September. And yet, here he was, Timothy Rich-ard Tebow, the great talent, the natural leader, the inspirational motivator, pouring his heart out to members of the media in close proximity and to many others far and wide. To some, he’s just a quarterback. To others, he’s the male incarnate of Mother Teresa. To many, he’s Superman. But on this day, even Superman showed signs of human form. Fitting, for all the things that Tim Tebow is and will be, the surprises keep on coming.
That confession that his head coach initially never warmed up to is now engraved on a plaque, plated in gold, and is proudly displayed inside Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. It reads: “I’m sorry, I’m extremely sorry. But I promise you one thing. A lot of good will come out of this. You will never see another player play as hard as I will play the rest of the season, and you’ll never see somebody push the team as
hard as I will push the rest of the season, and you’ll never see a team play harder than we will play the rest of the season. God Bless.”
And in a matter of minutes, we saw Tim Tebow shed one of his many identities to assume the role of his newest one: Meet Tim Tebow, the great communicator. Of course we all know how the season ended. Just like on fourth-and-one, Superman came through, this time with his mouth. If a picture is worth a thousand words, then the image of Tebow holding up his second national championship trophy that later followed is worth just 76. Not because it wasn’t impressive, but only because he simply didn’t need the other 924.
Let this be a lesson. Commu-nication is key, in sports with your team and also in a relation-ship. Without it, the signals get crossed, no matter if they’re in a college football playbook or in the interpersonal repertoire of males and females. Who knew that football and dating were actually a match made in heaven? Or in Gainesville.
The scenario is so familiar these days: a lot of young adults find the dating scene uncomfortable and frustrating
so many resort to emotional seclusion in which they show no signs of interest in the opposite sex. Rather than actively pursing someone and expressing feelings, they passively wait for the other person to make the first move. In the meantime, that other person is on the same one-way train of thought, making for an uneventful, indefinite stalemate, causing one or both individuals to lose interest.
Even after a loss, in which even one has been known to ruin an entire college foot-ball season on many occasion, Tebow never lost interest. Be-cause of his bold and public revelation of teary-eyed senti-ments, his team didn’t either. He came out and told everyone how he felt, ironically shedding the stereotypical masculine quarterback personality rather than adding another one to his already-existent litany of roles that we have come to know him by so well. He might actu-ally be on to something as far as dating is concerned.
Now meet Tim Tebow, the incredible relationship guru. Actually, we’ll stick with Tim Tebow the football player and global missionary. Legend has it that Terrific Timmy is still single.
By Peter [email protected]
By Nikeya [email protected]
I walked into the Florida Mu-seum of Photographic Arts with my thoughts of serenity, captivity, and wonder. As my eyes rested on the exhibition titled Burk Uzzle’s Woodstock and Other Americana, I felt eagerness and impatience sink into my soul. My palms be-gin to sweat as my mind filled with thoughts of the images that I was about to see. “Do you have the printed coupon?” the volunteer asked. “No, it in my car.” Walking back to my car, I felt my eagerness and curiosity clouding my mind. I had never seen actual photos of the infamous Woodstock that ev-eryone else’s parents remembered, except for mine. My parents were probably in elementary school when Woodstock happened. However, I did hear a little about Woodstock from my best friend’s parents, but I still didn’t understand the magnitude of Woodstock. All I knew is that it touched the lives of so many people in the 1960s.
Walking slowly through gallery A, I saw pictures of people danc-ing happily in their “ birthday suits” and taking baths in a river. I was a little shocked and curious; I was shocked because I didn’t know that people danced naked at Woodstock. I thought that it was simply a concert, not a big camping site where people took baths in a river. I was curious be-cause I wanted to know why young people gathered together for so many
days to listen to music. Going through gallery B, I was
enlightened by the photography that Uzzle created. This gallery displayed Uzzle’s abstract photog-raphy; I enjoyed it, especially the shoe tree photo. This photo was actually a small tree with shoes hanging from its weak branches but it looked like a huge maple tree with at least hundred shoes hang-ing from its branches.
As I walked through gallery C my curiosity peaked even more. In this gal-lery, I actually heard a few songs from Woodstock, and it reminded me of a mixture of today’s contemporary and country mixed into one. It was rather soothing and relaxing. It helped recre-ate the atmosphere of Woodstock for a person who had only heard about it, but never seen pictures or heard the music played there. The photography in this gallery showed the faces of the young people that were influenced by Wood-stock. There was one photo that stood out in particular; it was Suzanne Camp Crosby portrait. This portrait stood out because of the dark shadows that shad-ed Suzanne’s face; it makes the photo more creative and emotional.
I would suggest that everyone go and see this exhibition; it cap-tivating and creative. Burk Uzzle’s Woodstock and Other Americana exhibit will display through No-vember 7, 2009. The cost is $2 for USF students with ID. The Florida Museum of Photographic Arts is located in Downtown Tampa at: 200 North Tampa Street, Suite 130 Tampa, Florida 33602.
WOODSTOCKthe Iconic Photographic Art
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