SPRING is more of a miracle than a season in Hanover. One day the snow lies heavy underfoot, the skies are leaden and the air chill; the next day the sun is bright overhead, the breezes balmy and the snow disappears as though some giant hand had brushed it from the land. Such was the spring of 1958, but in creating this annual miracle the weather gods wrecked havoc with the Dartmouth spring teams' vacation schedules.
The baseball team, with twelve games slated during vacation, was able to play only five, winning four of these. The lacrosse team cancelled its annual trek to the Southland completely, while the tennis team was able to keep on schedule only because it scheduled matches way down in Florida.
Even at this mid-April writing the Dartmouth teams are hampered by soggy fields. Lacrosse coach Tom Dent searches the environs of Hanover daily for a suitable practice area and when last heard from had his squad drilling in an abandoned area of Wigwam Circle. Golf coach Tom Dent has his squad practicing drives, but the fairways and greens are still too wet for any chipping or putting practice. And the majority of the baseball team's workouts to date have been confined to the Alumni Gymnasium cage.
Despite such handicaps the varsity teams' prospects seem at this writing almost as bright as that 70-degree sun now beating down on Hanover daily, so let's move in for an early season look before we find that summer is here.