St Ignatius High School - Ignatian Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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r Where Champions Are Born Th© nautilus room: tra pounds. They know they that they are men of strength where champions are must sacrifice to succeed, too. Although they don't made. Pumping iron and and they're willing to pay strive for membership in the shooting the bull, athletes the price. exclusive 200 Club, they come before school, after It isn't just jocks who work just as hard, school, and during school, workout though, the every- The nautilus room is a It isn't just a hobby, it's a day students do it too. room that smells of sweat challenge. Whether the motive is to im- and strenuous activity. It is Under the watchful eyes prove their macho image or a place of determination. A of coaches, players sweat simply to develop their place where strength rules, profusely and go for ten ex- bodies these civilians show Nautilus 27

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Juniors Jim Burns. J Matejka. and Tim Behm bui their bodies and their egos the nautilus machines. T1 nautilus room is a place of co st ruction. Doing squats to strengthei his legs, junior Matt Potru prepares for a healthy am strong season. Students utilize more than « dozen nautilus machines to de velop and tone their bodies Freshman Pat Mullen fight the resistence of this machine. 2 6 Nautilus

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It can become wary physical un« dor the boards. Hera, senior Tom Hanrahan snaras a bound from classmate Milton Turner as seniors Brian Carome and Chris Dziak look on. Standing deep in the pocket and with the rush on, senior Jeff O'Brien lets fly a long bomb. The pass fell incomplete. Lunchtime Jocks Play Hard The time: 5th period. approximately twelve noon. The place: Wasmer Field. My teammates and I were laced with a grueling task, beat team 3. Having downed our lunches quickly and having survived morning classes, we stripped ourselves of our ties. We were ready for action. After winning the coin toss and electing to start with the ball on our twenty, we huddled; we decided to start the game conservatively, go for the shortrange passes and gain a first down. Our first two passes fell incomplete, we had no chance left-for a first down; we had to go for it all. W huddled again. Everyone go deep, was the command of the quar-terback. Everyone did go deep, but the pass was; short; it was intercepted. Taking this setback in stride, we showed no emotion as we took our defensive positions. On the first down, the oposition completed a pass over the middle. It was my man; I had let the team down. I had failed. I vowed I would make up for it. The next play was a bomb. It exploded; they scored. We stopped them on the extra point try however, and I batted down the pass. It was nothing thrilling. It was just my job. Time was running out. We had the ball first down on our own twenty. We had to score this time. Being the leader I must take control. I caught the first pass for a ten yard gain. We had to hurry though; there were only 45 seconds remaining. On second down, we tried to go long, but it was batted down. Two plays to score I thought, we must do it. W« j completed the third dowR y pass to midfield. There. 2 were 15 seconds left. Thi | was the play: I was open in the end zone. My eyes set on the J1 ball, I leaped and grasped , it. My feet came down on the track, though, out of bounds. We had lost. Regaining our ties and j books, we laughed with the: 1 opposition, our friends. We ;1 would beat them in basketball we promised. It had been a hard game. We had '!) lost. It was Miller time, but j we had to go to class. 28 Intramural iuei