When I visited Duke as a high school junior, I picked up a copy of The Chronicle. I remember looking at the backpages, at the columnists, and thinking how cool it would be to have my own column....
In 33 days, I’ll no longer be a student at Duke for the first time in eight years. Since I’m staying at Duke for residency, I won’t be leaving, but I have a feeling it won’t be the same.
The other day, I was shocked—shocked!—to read that Duke’s undergraduate admissions rate had fallen to 12.6 percent. Granted, undergraduate admissions hadn’t been a priority of mine since April...
My friend and I have a running argument about using advanced statistics to better understand basketball.
When I started medical school, I used to claim, quite frequently, that this or the other aspect of med school or of being a doctor was entirely unique.
There were two options for this column: Either I could write a reasoned analysis of Duke’s chances to reach the Final Four, or I could write something totally outrageous.
I decided I wanted to attend Duke Jan. 17, 2001. I was watching my Maryland Terrapins play against (and ultimately lose to) the Blue Devils at Cameron Indoor Stadium.
I was sick last week. In my medical opinion, my illness was among the worst colds ever suffered.
Last Wednesday night, Cameroon Indoor rocked and rolled as the Blue Devils rallied from a 14-point halftime deficit to defeat hated North Carolina by six points. Afterward, a bonfire raged as the...
I spent most of December and January interviewing for residency positions at hospitals all over the eastern half of the country.
