Crusader of the Week: Ben Lepper ’25

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Ben Lepper ’25
Image Courtesy of Matt Nickerson ’24

Name: Ben Lepper

Class Year: 2025

Hometown: Wellesley, MA

Major: English

Campus Activities: The Spire, ESPN+ Production Assistant & Broadcaster, Tour Guide Coordinator, Ultimate Frisbee

Favorite Movie: Draft Day

Favorite song: It changes weekly, but right now it’s Make It Easy by Robby East & Lizzy Land

Favorite singer/group: EMBRZ

Favorite color: Orange

Favorite sports team: New England Patriots

Favorite class taken at Holy Cross: Probably Professor Mulrooney’s Neverlands seminar.

Item on HC Bucket List: I still haven’t been to Miss Worcester.

Embarrassing HC Moment: Sprained my meniscus while sledding last year.

Bragging Rights: I announced an NFL Draft selection for the Patriots during freshman year.

Words to live by: Make your presence felt.

One thing you would change at HC: Bring back Lower Kimball.

Favorite TV Show: Arrested Development.

Favorite Book: The Great Gatsby.

Favorite Kimball meal: Boneless buffalo wings.

Favorite Cool Beans Drink: Black iced coffee.

Favorite spot on campus: I’m technically cheating, but the JCC.

Favorite off-campus restaurant: The Fix.

Guilty Pleasure: I think I might be becoming a WWE fan.

Some small things that make your day better: Randomly running into friends in unexpected places, listening to chill house music, and talking sports with people.

First thing you do when you wake up: Ask my Alexa to set a timer for 10 minutes so I can sleep more.

Last thing you do before going to bed: Text my girlfriend.

Favorite place you have traveled to: Vancouver.

Something you look forward to when you go home: Returning to a normal sleep schedule.

Post-Graduation Plans: Someone please hire me.

Favorite memory at HC: The football game at BC last fall, although this week’s basketball game against BU is going to be up there for sure.

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