Where It's At

Where to begin?

Oh, it was great being back out on the open field again… feeling the hurricane force winds in my hair… the sting of a Frisbee launched at close range into my shoulder… the salty taste of my own sweat, after 8-10 minutes of hopelessly trying to advance the disc against the wind. And, for realz, though, seeing all yous guys… *closes eyes, extends arms in hugging motion*. The winter was long and brutal, and last week I holed myself in my bedroom, wrapped in self-pity and questionable AIDS jokes; this week’s game was a welcome throwback, despite the loss.

Our competitors last night were effectively our doppelganger, with similar grey beards, attending families, newbs, and lax attitudes. We both employed the same defensive strategy (zone D, in week 2!), and offensive strategy (swing, swing, go deep!). Truly, it was like staring onto a sweaty, funhouse mirror. At no point did I feel angsty or angry, at no point did we appear over-matched, and with the exception of one mildly contested goal line pass, there was no controversy to speak of. Hell, there wasn’t a single foul called. This game was a model of co-ed recreational sports – GOOD JOB EVERYBODY!

I don’t recall who all did what, but I do know The Pelch made an awesome effort to run down an aggressive put by yours truly; Armsy caught nearly everything sent her way; Greg “Anne o’ GG” went bravely horizontal for a number of free discs; Nick eventually showed up; Tim scored a couple (at least); and our expanding list of voluntary handlers saved many a’ windblown swing pass, and deftly broke the Red’s cup, as needed. There was no obvious Armview/Orgazmo Hamster Style Player of the Game, but I’ll give to Captain Becky for both handling AND running the cup, nearly every shift.

As I imparted in last week’s comments, worry not for close losses, team, for they will keep us playing in the appropriate tier of the league. Too many big wins, and we get bumped up with the big boys/girls, whereupon the level of skill and angst and nit-picking and douchiness and humiliation drastically increases. Our wins will come (we have some crazy athletic folks on this team), but don’t get down when they don’t. Om.

See y’all next week!

-AA