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Tribune Staff

Athletic recruiting is a dog-eat-dog world of the first order. Coaches and colleges are constantly looking for a foothold — any foothold —that might help tighten their grip on a prospective recruit.

In the early 1980s, the University of Nebraska was ahead of its time with a strength and conditioning room unparalleled in size and scope. Recruits got a dreamy, glazed look staring at it and signed on the dotted line, no questions asked. Rivals lined up en masse to tour it during the off-season. Over the next 15 years, copycat facilities appeared on virtually every Division I campus in America.

Unbeknownst to many — myself included, until recently — Northwest College has its own recruiting hook.

No, I'm not talking about Johnson Fitness Center, although that's certainly a strong selling point for prospective student-athletes. Northwest College's hook is something far subtler.

Gatorade. More specifically, Gatorade on tap.

The Sports Guy recently had a chance to visit with some of NWC's newest wrestling recruits last week during the college's annual wrestling camp. As I typically do, I asked each what attracted them to the Trappers' program.

I'm accustomed to hearing responses regarding community atmosphere, team success and quality coaching. I am not used to hearing Gatorade.

Nevertheless, there it was, straight from the lips of three of the Trappers' newest commitments. Gatorade.

Thanks to Pepsi, Trapper athletic teams are able to enjoy the benefits of having Gatorade. In their locker rooms.

On tap.

“It does make a difference,” noted Trapper wrestling coach Jim Zeigler, noting Gatorade has always been available on tap in the college's training room. “These guys like it. It's something that we have that other schools don't.”

Now, it should be noted that all three recruits also voiced their like of the close-knit nature of the Trappers' wrestling team and Coach Zeigler. Nevertheless, the fact that all three, in the space of a short conversation, also brought up Gatorade — well, that's just something you don't hear every day.

We'll have to wait and see how the new faces fare on the mat for Northwest College. For now, though, it's pretty clear what's putting the ‘G' in these aspiring national champions.

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With another Cody Stampede successfully in the books, The Sports Guy finds Wyoming's culture growing on him. In fact, should I ever contemplate a career change, I think I've found my second calling.

No, I'm not going to be one of those brave souls clinging to the back of a bull for the eight-second ride of my life.

For starters, I think I can safely say that both the ride and my life would last less than eight seconds if I ever made that decision.

We can ditto that for events that entail me being seated on the back of a bucking horse and/or voluntarily jumping off a horse to grab a steer by the horns. For that matter, I shudder to think of the number of ways something could go horridly amiss if I ever attempted to throw a lasso.

In short, faithful reader, rest assured that you will never, ever see my name moving up the PRCA leaderboards.

But I think there might be an opening for me in the world of stock contracting. More specifically, I want to be the person in charge of coming up with names for the bulls and broncs used in PRCA competition. Sitting around a room thinking up monikers like “Steak Your Claim,” “T-Bone's Revenge” and “Too Rare” — that's the sort of thing that speaks to my creative side.

When our chickens came home in mid-May, the light Brahma — a large breed with feathery feet — was my favorite of the flock.

Thankfully, chickens aren't too sensitive, so the fact that I have a favorite doesn't seem to upset the others.

I named said favorite Gertrude, and I put my all into making her my pet. Disappointingly, she would have none of it. In fact, Gertie proved to be the least friendly of the bunch. And, boy, was she bossy to her other compadres. It was pretty entertaining to watch her herd the others with her top-of-the-pecking-order assuredness.

Then, some disturbing things started to happen. Gertrude got bigger — bigger than the other hens — and she got more aggressive. Soon, her comb began getting larger and redder.

When, last weekend, we heard strange noises emanating from Chicken Land, our fears were confirmed. Gertrude should have been named Gabe, or Gaylord, even Giles. Since it's hard to change boats in the middle of a stream and all that, we're having a hard time calling her — er, him — anything but Gertrude. A co-worker suggested calling him “Gertrude the Dude,” which has a nice ring to it ... For now he's known as “The Chicken Formerly Known as Gertrude.” (Yes, a blatant rip-off from “The Artist Formerly Known as Prince,” but, hey, it works!)
Over the last couple of days, what began as a croaky, feeble attempt at crowing has become a pronounced — and very noisy — “COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO.”

Now, remember, we live in the middle of town — and while Cody has very lenient animal ordinances, the noise ordinance specifically addresses nuisances like, say, crowing roosters.

Keep in mind as well that, right across our backyard fence, lives Big Al Simpson. I don't want to have to do any explaining to Al about why he was awakened at 5:30 a.m. to the sound of a crowing rooster.

So, the Chicken Formerly Known as Gertrude is looking for a new place to roost.

(My dad's suggestion of chicken and noodles was met with disdain, mind you. As was a co-worker's over-zealous reaction to fried chicken.)

We've asked our neighbors to bear with us for a few days, but, until we find him a good home, we'll cringe (and bury our heads under the pillows) whenever we hear his mad crowing in the backyard.

Postscript: the Chicken Formerly Known as Gertrude — now with the distinguished name of Gerard — is comfortably at home at Leigh Dvarishkis' country spread, having been swapped for a sweet little red hen we're calling Henny Penny.

Money well spent?

Early this spring, University of Wyoming trustees and wealthy donors — along with alumni, parents and others — pressured UW president Tom Buchanan to deny controversial figure William Ayers' right to speak at the school.

The former 1960s radical and founder of the anti-Vietnam War group The Weather Underground was slated to speak about education reform on campus in April, but a torrent of angry e-mails and phone calls and donors' threats to withhold money led the privately-endowed UW Social Justice Research Center to rescind the invitation.

When a student re-extended the invitation, university officials barred Ayers from speaking on campus. The brief legal battle that ensued when that student, Meghan Lanker, and Ayers sued UW in U.S. District Court subsequently cost the school $86,000 in settlement money, legal fees and other expenses.

The choice by UW officials to deny free speech on campus was a poor one from the get-go, and the $86,000 price tag makes it even more difficult for many university supporters to swallow.

What amounted to a “heckler's veto” of free speech, according to Wyoming Chief U.S. District Judge William Downes when he ruled on the case in April, came with a hefty price tag.

Taxpayers and other UW supporters and donors shouldn't have to pay the legal tab for a few who insisted UW officials quell free speech. It's time for the hecklers to stand behind what they believe in — to put their money where their mouths are — and foot the bill.

(June 16, 1932 - July 3, 2010)

Arlie L. Jensen, 78, of Meeteetse died July 3, 2010, following a blessedly short run with brain cancer.

(Dec. 25, 1925 - July 3, 2010)

Herbert B. Jones died Saturday, July 3, 2010, at the Powell Valley Care Center. He was 84.

Former Burlington resident, Nora Mae Orr, 73, of Powell, died on Wednesday, July 7, 2010, at West Park Hospital in Cody.

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As part of an annual tradition, Yesenia Rodriguez (from left), Emanuel Guzman, Jerry Rodriguez and Andres Guzman, all from Mission, Texas, visited Powell over the Fourth of July. They joined hundreds of others watching the Sunday night fireworks show presented by the Powell Volunteer Fire Department. Tribune photo by Kara Bacon

Northwest College is facing an overall budget reduction of nearly $810,000 over last year's adjusted budget — but that's a little better than some had feared it would be.

The budget reflects a 28.4 percent decrease in local property tax income — a relief to many, since early estimates indicated the cut could be as much as 35 percent.

No changes in effect yet

Local Alltel cell phone users are one step closer to becoming AT&T customers.

Last month, AT&T finalized its purchase of Alltel's assets throughout the Big Horn Basin and several dozen market areas across the United States.

Westside school gets under way this month

Construction of a new Westside Elementary begins this month with the demolition of the old facility, and a bid has been awarded for demolition of the natatorium/auditorium. In addition, School District No. 1 continues developing plans for the future of Powell Middle School.

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