The Purdue Hurling Club is headed home for the holidays, and we’re thankful for the hurlers, past and present, who make this club possible. Read on to find out how the club triumphed over the fall semester, who won the inaugural Tetanus Cup, how to justify your impending Amazon shopping spree, what the marvelous Buffalo Fish means for you, whose cow videos you should be watching.
A stunning spate of fall recruiting netted the club fifteen new hurlers, all chock-full of talent and passion for the fastest game on grass. With a streak of unseasonably warm weather and membership rocketing past thirty, the club took every opportunity to hone their skills in the lush, unmown grasses of the Gold Fields, training and scrimmaging without pause ’til the holiday break.
Practicing hand-eye coordination continued off the pitch as well, whether flipping cups, throwing dice, or painstakingly gluing beard fibers to your face ahead of Halloween. Fierce competition ensued in the annual costume contest between Karl Marx, “Macho Man” Randy Savage, Snake Plissken, and a character from Jackass that no one recognized—to Erick B.’s immense disappointment. Further credit to Eduardo T.’s terrific showing—with an emphasis on terror—at the preceding week’s “Trash Halloween” that left us all with a certain wariness regarding mailboxes.
Members young and old may recall wearing the club’s set of neon green pinnies during practices—or perhaps better recall the joy in successfully avoiding them. While some regarded the incurable stench as a valuable deterrent to nearby opponents, the green pinnies’ reign of terror is ending. Observe: two new sets of pinnies, colorful, delightfully unscented, and capable of being worn with a smile.
The Tetanus Cup
On a bright Saturday morning two weeks before Halloween, the club formed three teams and battled it out for the inaugural Tetanus Cup—formerly known as the 1889 Interscholastic Athletic Association Cup—to secure this exemplary piece of 19th-century pewter-smithery. A hurried pre-game analysis discovered that the trophy—the first suspected Cactus Cup—contains 0% lead, allaying the fears of the very safety-conscious Hurling Club.
Colin M., Alex N., and Eduardo T. led their handpicked squads into the hurling melee in a tournament widely acknowledged to be the greatest sporting event on this side of the Wabash. Heads rolled and hurls splintered, but helmets and masks unquestionably concealed beaming smiles at the final whistle, the mark of a match well-played. Congratulations to Colin M. for piloting his squad to greatness in a feat as long-lasting as the estimable Tetanus Cup itself.
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Buffalo Fish Hurling Club
Gobble, gobble—while we’re giving thanks to the Turducken, we should also give thanks to the rough and regal Buffalo Fish. A new organization has been created by former members of the Purdue Hurling Club, intent on promoting hurling in Tippecanoe County.
The Buffalo Fish Hurling Club, Inc. is currently accepting donations to aid in this venture. In its illustrious 15 years of hurling, the Purdue Club has maintained its station as the oldest, and objectively, the best hurling club in the world. It is now partnering with the Buffalo Fish Hurling Club to take hurling in Tippecanoe County to new heights. Projects still in the planning phase include purpose-built fields worth playing hurling on and space to explore the more social aspects inherent in hurling and the hurling community.
The Buffalo Fish Hurling Club wants to hear from alumni, parents, current members, and club supporters about projects that might be of interest to them and how the Buffalo Fish Hurling Club can put Disneyworld to shame and make actual dreams come true.
Keane Farm Life
It wasn’t all that long ago that Padraig Keane was belting the cowhide around the pastures of Purdue’s Black Fields (RIP Black Fields). He has since graduated to keeping the cows in his native Offaly. Padraig, along with his father and wife, Maria, operates the largest dairy farm in Offaly, in Ireland, in the world.
Padraig studied at Purdue for a term in 2010. Rumor has it he was mad for the milk even then. When he wasn’t chipping over points from sideline to sideline and every blade of grass in between, he represented the Faithful county in West Lafayette. He is also remembered as the calm head who got the club through the harrowing trial of the wilds of Wisconsin when Stephen C. took a wrong turn, and the road went under the fog.
The Keane clan have recently taken to YouTube, chronicling the inner workings of the dairy life (#dairylife). If you’re a current or future farmer with an affinity for milk, these young intrepid entrepreneurs will surely have a thing or two to show. If you’re a bovine beginner, they’ll sort your milking from your breeding, your grass from your financials. And, if you couldn’t pick a cow out in a field, it’s still good craic.
So go give their YouTube page, Keane Farm Life, a gander and be on the lookout for some Block ‘P’ Easter eggs. Tell them the club sent you.
“The closing of the in-person part of the semester can only mean one thing: Thanksgiving. A time of feasting, of gluttony, and, in these short days, of concentrating on the good that was and the good that is yet to come.
This Fall semester was one for the record books. The club survived; the club grew. Despite the circumstances, matches were held regularly. Everyone got touches; some got bitten. I am thankful for every club member who did their part to keep us healthy, keep us smiling, and keep this ruggedly handsome elder in fighting shape.
The measures put in place by the club officers and the common sense of our members have largely spared the club from being at the center of any outbreak. To be certain, now is not the time to be complacent: rather, it is a time to be more vigilant than ever before. The darkest days of the pandemic are still before us. But, if we can continue rowing in the same direction that got us to today, then the Spring semester will be even better than its predecessor.
We must also be thankful for all those who came before us: those who purchased the club longevity, tradition, and a social bond that can only be found in the spaces between crushed cans of Four Loko. For we would not be here today without them. To the army of Purdue Hurling alumni, the pitch is always open here for you, and we hope to see you guys in the near future.
With the end of 2020 in sight: Happy Holidays, and Hon Purdue!”