In case you were wondering, the Georgetown Hoyas owe their team moniker to the days when Georgetown students cheered their sports teams in Greek and Latin. Those days went away with compulsory morning Mass and the all-male campus, but the legacy of the more rigorous past lives on in the chant, "Hoya! Saxa! Hoya! Saxa!." Loosely translated, this means "what rocks!" Thus a Hoya is half of "what rocks," which confounds the casual onlooker. It gets even more interesting when you realize the team mascot is a bulldog named Jack, to whose care a Jesuit priest is assigned full-time. They zip around campus in a special golf cart. I guess the philosophy and theology sections are undersubscribed these days...that's what Jesuits do mostly.
The blue and grey uniforms the players wear are a tribute to the nearly equal numbers of Confederate and Union Georgetown students who died in the American civil war. My own freshman dorm had had students in it continually since just after the revolutionary war.
Off the hardwood, it's truly fascinating to go to G-town for four years, because the diploma you will receive will be entirely in Latin. I've never taken the time to puzzle through all of the words, but I assume it says I'm legit, a grad-you-ate.
"Georgetown, Georgetown, Alma Mater,
Swift Potomac's lovely daughter,
Ever watching by the water,
Smiles on us today..."