Hey folks,
Apologies for not having written sooner! It’s late so this is going to be short.
I had a great time this weekend at Saturday’s ultimate frisbee tournament (“Fallout 2002“) in Gainesville!
Eric picked me up; we left my house at 6:50am and arrived onsite by 9:30am. During registration, we were asked to self-rate our skill level, and the tournament staff created fair teams based on this information. There were 8 teams and 8 corresponding colour of t-shirts. I was on the white team! So were Tim, Paulette, Christine, Jeremy, Jeff, Leathers, Michael, Drew, Ryan and Suzie.
The first game of the tournament started at 11:00. The tournament was 3 round-robin games + up to 3 extra games if you made it into the quarter-finals, semi’s, or finals.
Starting out by wearing our nametags on our backs instead of our fronts like everyone else (“our opponents will only be seeing our backs anyway!”), the white team began differentiating itself immediately. We quickly came up with a team name — the “Tighty Whiteys”, and I used the Sharpie (supplied for writing names on nametags) to draw numbers on the backs our shirts. Nearly every player on the team cut the sleeves off his or her shirt. I wore my detached sleeve on my head in order to keep the sweat out of my eyes. It was a very hot Saturday.
After winning our first game, I think we got pretty psyched up about playing together. We took a team picture and came up with a team chant for use before a game or after a time out: “1… 2… 3… ….TIGH-TY WHI-TEYS!”
We went on to win all of our round robin games, and made it into the quarters, then semis, and finally to the finals!
Although we didn’t win in the finals (we lost 9-11), I think we played an excellent game. Our competitors, the Teal team, basically had two superstar players who passed to each other the whole game. Our team, by contrast, used most of its players, most of the time. And of course, I took another picture of the team of this point — most of whom were dirt-covered from numerous layouts.
After dropping our stuff off at the hotel and eating at a great little pizza joint (Tony something’s Pizza) with Suzie, her boyfriend (not sure of his name), T (Ryan), and a few others, Eric and I headed out to the post-tournament party. Held inside the tournament sponsor’s place of business (Spin Cycle — a bicycle shop), the party was pretty dead when we arrived at 11pm. Oh great, now what’s happened? It was supposed to start at 9pm! Then again, the tournament was supposed to end by 6:15pm but went overtime because no-one enforced the 1 hour and 15 minute hard timecap on the games.
But it wouldn’t be dead for long! Shortly after we arrived, so did the keg, and so did a number of cute girls. Drinking and limbo ensued. I’d have pictures for you, but Walmart messed up developing my film, so it’ll have to wait for tomorrow. 😉
Update (12:03am): Oh yeah, I’d also like to point out that I’m so sore right now, I can barely walk.