PORT INVITE,2006

    THE PLAQUE,

THE VICTORY LAP,

THE SCARIEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE,

THE SPEECH,

THE PICTURES ...

Raul jumps the last painful hurdle, Jose opens a big lead in the 4 x 800

Still, no one photographs better than Erez does.

If you look quickly, Phil Tuch is destroying Syosset and Schmitz.

Quick ... find Matina!

                         Trace in mid-flight.

I have no idea how Sean got the camera this close.

Bondy is in a Syosset Sandwich, while the three seniors pass the torch to freshman Albert Suh.

Delia tests out his new spikes, and Silvio shows impressive wingspan (we need to work on that form though.)

For those of you who can't get enough Mondragon pictures.

Trace Long Jumped 19 Feet 7 Inches ... the longest Port jump since 2003

Matias gets set to take the baton in the 4 x 400 -- Peter and Catalano eye in on Schmitz.

Per capita ... shot guys laugh more than milers.

The x-country guys swept the distance against Farmingdale, Freeport, and East Meadow -- 1st  2nd and 3rd in the 1600 and 3200 ... Arnold won the shot, then posed for this pic.

Ebube finishes the hurdles, while Roman leaps through the air.

Forget Where's Waldo ... Where's Klaff?

The start of the 800 -- as usual, Schmitz was last in the start, and isn't even pictured. Del Valle hands off, but some guy's head blocked Peter, so I cropped it out.

Two great shots from the meet ... Raul in midair, and an intense Erez.

Wolfe and Suh medal in the 110 Hurdles ...

Wilmer leads the pack of milers ...

Arnold and Molina take their last throws before cleaning out the hot dog stand.

Catalano scores in the mile, Corbo lets the other throwers know that "they're out of hot dogs."

The seniors pose for a picture while Delia does his Demitri impression.

Klaff plots out a victory plan, while Matina plots out how to destroy everyone on Saturday in the weightroom.

Braunstein didn't like that throw, but politely voiced his displeasure as always. Kevin warms up while Bagglio untangles himself.

Oh yeah, by the way ... Schmitz won three events with little rest in the first meet.

Friefeld smiles instead of warming up. Trace clears the bar.

Geller concentrates while Rosenberg and Ebube stare each other down.