Sauna Sports

I hate the heat. Hate it, hate it, hate it. HATE. HEAT. If there was a place on Earth where the weather was perpetually Octoberish - I would be there, always. So, it stands to reason that I am also not 100% down with playing sprint-intensive sports, in the out of doors, in 30+ degree weather and smothering humidity. But we're all in the same boat...

…a boat that saileth upon the disgusting, humid seas... until she ran ashore at the sloppy Fort Needham septic fields. And we all know what happened next: a painful and demoralizing intro, followed by a glimmer of hope, suggesting a possible late-match Hulk Hogan-esque showboating comeback, only to come up short, and concluding with a pile of sun-burned, soaked and sore Hammerfolk hell-bent on revenge... but only after beers and weird food-related dirty talk.

What the hell kind of sentence was that?

Regardless, I feel less demoralized (or would that be more moralized?) now than I did at the time. We were clearly still hurting from last week's double header; we lost our only female sub to injury (see discussion re: heat, above); they had some crazy tall dudes; Gregor and Sandy both have new newborns at home and are therefore both heroes, and probably pretty tired; it was our captain's birthday and between you and me, I think she was a little drunk; the moon was waning in Sagittarius; and I checked with Mike of the Fist Pumps, and he says our opponents "have some skill", despite their claims to have gone 0-fer their last 4. Hell, we executed our first zone defence of the year and mounted a minor comeback before succumbing to the heat… and the other team. And, did you see that catch by Sandy? Lots to be proud of.

I'm not saying we don't have some shit to work on, but last night was not as dire as it probably felt at the time. That said, next game let's make a concerted effort to tighten up our zone defence and our stacking/cutting. Plus, if I can stop throwing the disc into the turf, with these adjustments we should be on track for victory! Whee!

Lion's Head Coleslaw & Mozza Stick Combo Player of the Game goes to Sandy, for that aforementioned crazy sliding catch, and to our collective female contingent for finishing the game without dying.

Until next week, from the "deep position",
-AA

PS: heh heh.