Friday, October 14, 2005
Blog Hiatus
This blog will go on hiatus until January 1, 2006. The reasons are simple:
1. My team did not make the UPA Championship tournament in Sarasota.
I will lack fresh new insights about the state of the game (if ever I had them).
2. I don't want to write about the future of the sport while a member
of the Board of Directors of the UPA (term expires January 1), lest my opinions
be confused with those of the Board.
3. Given that the future and present of disc is off limits, writing about the past
would be dull.
While on hiatus, I will (probably) not write new posts. I may respond to your
comments, however, which are most welcome. You can make them here.
Thanks for your readership,
-zaz
1. My team did not make the UPA Championship tournament in Sarasota.
I will lack fresh new insights about the state of the game (if ever I had them).
2. I don't want to write about the future of the sport while a member
of the Board of Directors of the UPA (term expires January 1), lest my opinions
be confused with those of the Board.
3. Given that the future and present of disc is off limits, writing about the past
would be dull.
While on hiatus, I will (probably) not write new posts. I may respond to your
comments, however, which are most welcome. You can make them here.
Thanks for your readership,
-zaz
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Black Sunday: Say it Ain't So!
I don't treat this space as a chronicle of my personal experiences, but today is a singular day. It is the worst day of ultimate in the history of the city of Chicago.
First, my team, Machine, was eliminated in an upset during the hard cap by Madison. The cap went on at 12-13, which means that we finish the point and, if tied, play another. We lost 14-12. End of season for Chicago Open. After that body blow, I wanted to beat it. I can't bear the sight of watching the victors enjoy the spoils. I take losses hard enough as it is. But my carpool wanted to wallow in misery, so I scouted the tournament for other games of interest. I found them.
Next up was the Mixed team, Mr. Briefcase, playing an elimination game against the Chad Larson Experience. Mr. B was up at least one upwind break. But tides turn, and we were soon watching another hard-cap game, this one all tied at 14. Sudden death. C'mon Briefcase! I was cheering like it was my own team. After a few turnovers, CLX flowed down the field and celebrated. Chicago Mixed was out.
Still no ride home, so I quickly found Nemesis vs. Bait embroiled in their Betty Bowl elimination game -- winner goes to Sarasota. Nemesis got the disc on D but had to travel upwind to take it. The task proved too much, and Bait moved down to win. Chicago Women, for the first time in years and years and years, was out.
That's it. No Show for Chicago.
First, my team, Machine, was eliminated in an upset during the hard cap by Madison. The cap went on at 12-13, which means that we finish the point and, if tied, play another. We lost 14-12. End of season for Chicago Open. After that body blow, I wanted to beat it. I can't bear the sight of watching the victors enjoy the spoils. I take losses hard enough as it is. But my carpool wanted to wallow in misery, so I scouted the tournament for other games of interest. I found them.
Next up was the Mixed team, Mr. Briefcase, playing an elimination game against the Chad Larson Experience. Mr. B was up at least one upwind break. But tides turn, and we were soon watching another hard-cap game, this one all tied at 14. Sudden death. C'mon Briefcase! I was cheering like it was my own team. After a few turnovers, CLX flowed down the field and celebrated. Chicago Mixed was out.
Still no ride home, so I quickly found Nemesis vs. Bait embroiled in their Betty Bowl elimination game -- winner goes to Sarasota. Nemesis got the disc on D but had to travel upwind to take it. The task proved too much, and Bait moved down to win. Chicago Women, for the first time in years and years and years, was out.
That's it. No Show for Chicago.
