As a Syracuse University lacrosse player in the mid-1980s, I learned that my teammates from Central New York were serious woodsmen. Attackmen, midfielders, defensemen, and our late goalie Tom Nims disappeared during hunting season and came back with freshly caught fish and freezers full of venison. When the campus cafeterias where closed at 7:30 pm, the upstate guys gorged on fried fish and venison dishes while my teammates from down state and other points south of SU's Carrier Dome made due with Thanksgiving Day leftovers.
