The Game is in Trouble
All signs suggest that enthusiasm for the Game is going to be low, low, low this year—and this despite the fact that it's actually a pretty compelling on-field match-up. Harvard has put so many restrictions on the amount of fun attendees can have, the whole thing has taken on an East German quality.
You vill have ze fun ven ve tell you!
This is not good. What Harvard doesn't want to admit is that, when it accepted the decision to be demoted to division 1-AA football—a move described in today's Times— it ensured that the quality of play on the field would become so mediocre, students would need another incentive to turn out—and that, naturally, became partying.
Which, contrary to our present cultural mix of legalism and Puritanism, there is nothing wrong with. (As long as you stay away from steering wheels while you're doing it.)
Take away the party element, and you're asking students to go see what is generally pretty dull football played in bitter cold in a stadium that's filled to about ten percent of capacity. And alums! I love to see the current undergrads get a little wild and crazy. Reminds me of my undergraduate days. Frankly, I couldn't imagine sitting on those stone benches in Harvard's stadium, freezing my ass off, without (quite) a few belts of schnapps (or whatever) to warm me up.
But then Harvard goes and starts wrapping crimson tape around the Game, squeezing the life out of it, just like the torture machine sucked years of life out of Westley in The Princess Bride.
And let's be honest about the real reason why: Because the university doesn't want to alienate the Boston police, or any other relevant constituency, as it gears up to start building in Allston.
As a result, from Yale's point of view, the annual contest with Princeton is starting to become more fun—and more important. (Is this another way that Princeton is starting to eclipse Harvard?)
Okay, bear with me for a second here as I plant and pivot.
There's another interesting article in the Crimson today, about a push by Harvard student groups to disseminate information about a vaccine for HPV. They're hoping that Harvard will underwrite vaccination for the virus, which both sexes carry but poses a serious cancer risk for women.
(The drive for the subsidy is being led by Ellen Quigley, class of '07, whom I wrote about in Harvard Rules—a very interesting woman, smart and tough and passionate.)
Harvard's response: Too much money.
Nonsense.
HPV is a serious health issue for women, and one that many don't even think or know about. (Hell, I didn't even know there was a vaccine.)
If Harvard cared as much about protecting women's health as it does about controlling drinking at the Game, it would figure out a way to pay for this vaccine. This is, simply, a no-brainer.
And you have to think that if there were more women in positions of power at Harvard, the response would be very different....