Hey all,
In the past the Lady Gnomes have never kept stats, but that's allllll about to change. [Truth: most of these were stolen from another ultimate blog. I reeeally want to give this guy credit, but I can't find it! Sorry for being a thief!] I've set up a stats spreadsheet for this year. The spreadsheet will cover the Following:
OFFENSE
Goals
Obv. Funny story though...after creating the spreadsheet I realized that the only stats I left out were goals and assists. Go figure.
Assists
Also pretty obv...this is goes to whoever threw for the score.
Throws to Advantage
This will measure break throws or hucks - basically fancy throws that give us a big advantage
Throwaways
Crappy throws. Hucks that go out of bounds, turfed throws, those extra floaty dump throws that wind up getting D'ed, ect.
Unforced Drops
The name pretty much says it.
Forced Drops
Drops that occur not because a defender got a hand on it, but possibly got in the way or caused a "phantom d".
Contested Catches
AKA Sick grabs. Catches in traffic.
DEFENSE
Blocks
Smack dat
Interceptions
Caught D's
Forced Turnovers
Turnovers caused by great positioning. Examples would be if the thrower gets stalled or has to throw it away due to a high stall count.
K That's all I've got for stats. I'm not doing this to determine the weaklings or anything like that. Any good coach/captain knows that a someone's worth on the field can't be determined on paper alone. Since we've got so many girls this year I'm using stats to help me pinoint additional things for us to work on at practice that I might otherwise overlook. After No Wisconsequences I might try switching to throw completion-style stat-keeping, but for fear of overworking the stat-keepers (I'm lookin' at you Michelle, Sam and possibly Brooke), I'll keep it fairly simple for now.
Let me know if you have any other ideas for stat-keeping!
One last order of business:
Practice on Monday, 10/5 was one of the most intense, engery-filled practices I've ever seen the lady gnomes take part in. Everyone worked extremely hard and even stuck around for an extra half hour. You girls make me more and more proud every week and I can't wait put all of our practice into action next weekend. Keep up to good work, Gnomettes!
-Emblebee
P.S. Ok so I lied about that being the last order of business. I'm playing in my first regional this weekend with Prion. WE GET TO PLAY CLX AND I'M STOKED! Keep checking in on score reporter to see how we're doing! I know Pete will!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Mixed Split
***First off, comments are especially welcome to this post. I would love to hear input from other teams and what the mixed split was like for you.
When I joined ISU's ultimate team my freshman year the program was still considered "mixed" aka coed. We were one student organization that used one bank account and attended mainly mixed tournaments. The Men and Women did EVERYTHING together. Seriously...we were attached at the hip. the first practice that 10 girls showed up to was a BIG DEAL. We had a lady 5 vs. 5 scrimmage and I was that freshman who insisted on handling. Yeah...I was that girl. If I met my freshman self now I guarantee I would roll my eyes at wee Emily.
The first Women's tournament we competed in was Fall Out '06. I can remember every single game of that tournament and most of the little details in between...catching my frist point against Purdue off a huck from Jackie, Basia sitting out because of a nasty case of mono, meeting Jennie G. and Mel for the first time, wondering if I'd ever be a baller like Nikol, Jackie pulling a u-turn and boasting about her car's great "turning uterus", almost being left behind Sunday morning, losing to North Park in universe...it honestly seems like it all happened a month ago, not three years. We lost every game that tournament...but did I care? PSH no way! I had the time of my life!
Freshman year I learned a ton about ultimate culture and started to shift from high school soccer jock to ultimate junkie. With that came the start of the Women's team. After at couple drinks at Huber's apartment one night I had a heart to heart with the Men's captains. I remember saying something along the lines of "ummmm we've got a bunch of baller girls...Fall Out was the best thing everrrr... I want to make this Women's team happen!" After a bunch of paperwork, lots of help from Gnomie vets (Pat, Jackie, Ryno, Basia and several others) and a drive to make this club happen...we had a Women's team! My goal was to send the team to Western Classic and Sectionals that semester. Well...Western's tournament was canceled and I couldn't generate enough interest to send a team to sectionals, so instead I studied what the men did (on the ultimate field! I swear!). I had a lot of respect (still do) for all the hard work Ryan put into that program to make it what it is today.
Sophomore and Junior year is when the split started becoming complicated. My sophomore year we had 2 mixed practices and 1 women's practice a week. This was good because I definitely did not know enough about the sport to run practice at the time and we also had trouble getting enough girls at practice to scrimmage. I will say that Choz played a big role in teaching our newbies during the 07-08 season. What an awesome guy. Both years we still had a lot of interaction with the men at practice and at parties on the weekends. It was a good balance and life was good.
This year things are a little different. Mixed practices aren't feasible anymore. We've got 25 girls (give or take a couple) on the team and uhhh I'm going to estimate close to 40 men. There simply isn't a location big enough to hold us all. Last semester mixed practices became more of a distraction and were pretty counter-productive, so even if there was a place big enough to house all of the Manly and Lady Gnomes, it would be very hard to conduct a solid practice where everyone got an adequate amount of touches on the disc. At the beginning of the year a lot of girls asked me what we were going to do about mixed practices. I tried to think of a way to make them work, but deep down I knew it wasn't going to happen. We practiced with the men a couple times before Stanley Cup, but that was it.
The bottom line is that we've got two teams (well, actually 3 since the men have eough for two teams) that both have ambitious goals that we can't accomplish as a mixed team. There's no mixed series in college and from my expereince as a captain if you want to go anywhere (regionals, nationals) as a college ultimate team you have to do it as a Men's team or a Women's team.
Sometimes, though, I still think with that mixed team mentality. Yes, Women's Ultimate is our own organization with our own officers, bank account, captains and practices, but there's always that looming "I wonder what the men's team is doing..." thought. This thought, I believe is the source of most tensions between the two teams. The girls spend way too much time worrying about what the men are doing and the men spend way too much time worrying about what the women are doing. These days, we don't make all the same decisions, it doesn't mean either team is making the wrong decisions, it just means that we're establishing our own identities. Does this mean we can still both be the Gnomes? Um...of course is does! Do you always agree with everything your brother/sister does? Prolly not, but you still (usually) love and (usually) respect them.
In general, I think ISU has handled the split pretty well. I remember talking to a guy on U of I's team my Freshman year and saying "Oh hey! One of your women came to pickup last week". His response was "oh...I don't know any of the women. We don't really talk to them"...and I was totally shocked. I genuinely hope it never comes to that for ISU. The Gnomes really have something special rooted back to Stanley the gnome, the founders of the latest reincarnation of ISU ultimate, and a love for this crazy sport.
Unfortunately Fall Out, the first Women's tournament this year was canceled. We'll be heading to No Wisconsequences on the 17th and 18th and Glory Days the following weekend. I'm itching to play with the Lady Gnomes...I know it's going to be a great year for both the men and women.
Good Luck at Western this weekend, Manly Gnomes!
-Emblebee
Lady Gnomes...Fall Out '06. I'm the one with the beard.
When I joined ISU's ultimate team my freshman year the program was still considered "mixed" aka coed. We were one student organization that used one bank account and attended mainly mixed tournaments. The Men and Women did EVERYTHING together. Seriously...we were attached at the hip. the first practice that 10 girls showed up to was a BIG DEAL. We had a lady 5 vs. 5 scrimmage and I was that freshman who insisted on handling. Yeah...I was that girl. If I met my freshman self now I guarantee I would roll my eyes at wee Emily.
The first Women's tournament we competed in was Fall Out '06. I can remember every single game of that tournament and most of the little details in between...catching my frist point against Purdue off a huck from Jackie, Basia sitting out because of a nasty case of mono, meeting Jennie G. and Mel for the first time, wondering if I'd ever be a baller like Nikol, Jackie pulling a u-turn and boasting about her car's great "turning uterus", almost being left behind Sunday morning, losing to North Park in universe...it honestly seems like it all happened a month ago, not three years. We lost every game that tournament...but did I care? PSH no way! I had the time of my life!
Freshman year I learned a ton about ultimate culture and started to shift from high school soccer jock to ultimate junkie. With that came the start of the Women's team. After at couple drinks at Huber's apartment one night I had a heart to heart with the Men's captains. I remember saying something along the lines of "ummmm we've got a bunch of baller girls...Fall Out was the best thing everrrr... I want to make this Women's team happen!" After a bunch of paperwork, lots of help from Gnomie vets (Pat, Jackie, Ryno, Basia and several others) and a drive to make this club happen...we had a Women's team! My goal was to send the team to Western Classic and Sectionals that semester. Well...Western's tournament was canceled and I couldn't generate enough interest to send a team to sectionals, so instead I studied what the men did (on the ultimate field! I swear!). I had a lot of respect (still do) for all the hard work Ryan put into that program to make it what it is today.
Sophomore and Junior year is when the split started becoming complicated. My sophomore year we had 2 mixed practices and 1 women's practice a week. This was good because I definitely did not know enough about the sport to run practice at the time and we also had trouble getting enough girls at practice to scrimmage. I will say that Choz played a big role in teaching our newbies during the 07-08 season. What an awesome guy. Both years we still had a lot of interaction with the men at practice and at parties on the weekends. It was a good balance and life was good.
This year things are a little different. Mixed practices aren't feasible anymore. We've got 25 girls (give or take a couple) on the team and uhhh I'm going to estimate close to 40 men. There simply isn't a location big enough to hold us all. Last semester mixed practices became more of a distraction and were pretty counter-productive, so even if there was a place big enough to house all of the Manly and Lady Gnomes, it would be very hard to conduct a solid practice where everyone got an adequate amount of touches on the disc. At the beginning of the year a lot of girls asked me what we were going to do about mixed practices. I tried to think of a way to make them work, but deep down I knew it wasn't going to happen. We practiced with the men a couple times before Stanley Cup, but that was it.
The bottom line is that we've got two teams (well, actually 3 since the men have eough for two teams) that both have ambitious goals that we can't accomplish as a mixed team. There's no mixed series in college and from my expereince as a captain if you want to go anywhere (regionals, nationals) as a college ultimate team you have to do it as a Men's team or a Women's team.
Sometimes, though, I still think with that mixed team mentality. Yes, Women's Ultimate is our own organization with our own officers, bank account, captains and practices, but there's always that looming "I wonder what the men's team is doing..." thought. This thought, I believe is the source of most tensions between the two teams. The girls spend way too much time worrying about what the men are doing and the men spend way too much time worrying about what the women are doing. These days, we don't make all the same decisions, it doesn't mean either team is making the wrong decisions, it just means that we're establishing our own identities. Does this mean we can still both be the Gnomes? Um...of course is does! Do you always agree with everything your brother/sister does? Prolly not, but you still (usually) love and (usually) respect them.
In general, I think ISU has handled the split pretty well. I remember talking to a guy on U of I's team my Freshman year and saying "Oh hey! One of your women came to pickup last week". His response was "oh...I don't know any of the women. We don't really talk to them"...and I was totally shocked. I genuinely hope it never comes to that for ISU. The Gnomes really have something special rooted back to Stanley the gnome, the founders of the latest reincarnation of ISU ultimate, and a love for this crazy sport.
Unfortunately Fall Out, the first Women's tournament this year was canceled. We'll be heading to No Wisconsequences on the 17th and 18th and Glory Days the following weekend. I'm itching to play with the Lady Gnomes...I know it's going to be a great year for both the men and women.
Good Luck at Western this weekend, Manly Gnomes!
-Emblebee
Lady Gnomes...Fall Out '06. I'm the one with the beard.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
LADY GNOMES FALL 2009 TOURNAMENTS
HI!!!!
We've finally got the complete list of tournaments the Lady Gnomes plan on attending this fall.
Stanley Cup III
Normal, Illinois
September 19-20
Hellz yeah home tournament!
FallOut
Rantoul, Illinois
October 3-4
No Wisconsequences
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
October 17-18
Glory Days
Lowell, Indiana
October 24-25
Girls, please respond to the email I sent out this morning letting me know which tournaments you can make it to this semester.
Get ready for some Lady Gnomes domination...
-Emblebee
We've finally got the complete list of tournaments the Lady Gnomes plan on attending this fall.
Stanley Cup III
Normal, Illinois
September 19-20
Hellz yeah home tournament!
FallOut
Rantoul, Illinois
October 3-4
No Wisconsequences
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
October 17-18
Glory Days
Lowell, Indiana
October 24-25
Girls, please respond to the email I sent out this morning letting me know which tournaments you can make it to this semester.
Get ready for some Lady Gnomes domination...
-Emblebee
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Mmmm Whatcha Saaay....
HEY! I'm still alive!
My sincerest apologies for my lack of posting. In the past couple weeks I've been doing a lot of coaching/teaching for the Lady Gnomes and let me say...watch out. We've got a good looking squad this year.
The new girls, most of which have never played before, have been picking up Ultimate very quickly and they also really seem to be enjoying it! They're a lot of fun and the newbies and the returners seem to be meshing really well. We've even got a couple girls who have played before. Hollaaaaa!
Tournaments are Still tentative as of right now while we wait for U of I to announce the dates of Fall Out. I'm hoping to be able to post the list by tomorrow or the end of the week at the latest. I know U of I is meeting with their field scheduler today to figure out dates. Sa-weet.
Thought I would just give a quick update...more later.
Heavyweights this weekend with Prion.
BALLER.
My sincerest apologies for my lack of posting. In the past couple weeks I've been doing a lot of coaching/teaching for the Lady Gnomes and let me say...watch out. We've got a good looking squad this year.
The new girls, most of which have never played before, have been picking up Ultimate very quickly and they also really seem to be enjoying it! They're a lot of fun and the newbies and the returners seem to be meshing really well. We've even got a couple girls who have played before. Hollaaaaa!
Tournaments are Still tentative as of right now while we wait for U of I to announce the dates of Fall Out. I'm hoping to be able to post the list by tomorrow or the end of the week at the latest. I know U of I is meeting with their field scheduler today to figure out dates. Sa-weet.
Thought I would just give a quick update...more later.
Heavyweights this weekend with Prion.
BALLER.
Monday, August 3, 2009
I Still Can't Believe They Threw a Tournament in Rockford...
Before I start gabbing about The Rock, I have to give a shout out to Jenga from Beachfront Property. Not only did he let me use his contact solution at Sandblast, but he also found me at the tournament party and told me that he reads my blog, so I promised him a shout out...hey Jenga!
I can't say I was super impressed with day one of The Rock. I've been playing soccer at the Sportscore II complex since I was about 7 years old, so of course I talked it up a little. When we got there I headed to my field...which was off in the middle of nowhere in an area I'm pretty sure they never set up soccer fields. The field was hilly and the ground was about as hard as...The Rock (ha). Also, pool play was set up so that each team played every team in their pool...there were 6 teams per pool...so 5 games to 13...no byes...no breaks. I'm not one to complain about having to play more ultimate, but my team only had 5 girls the first day...which was rough.
The weather conditions were also less than desirable. Wind became an equalizer in Saturday's pool play games and Prion (the team I'm playing with this summer/fall) was having a tough time getting past the zones being thrown. We ended up going 1-4 on the day, 1-6 on the weekend. Rough weekend for Prion, but I've got to hand it to Angelo, he's a great captain and a great motivator for the team. Come fall I think Prion will be a very different team with his coaching.
Despite crappy fields, bad weather on day one, and the lack of winning, I had a great time catching up with all of my ultimate friends, meeting new friends, and playing the sport I love in my home town. Also, the tournament party was unlimited cosmic bowling for $10 with free drinks...what a great idea.
Next weekend...Willy & Michelle's wedding/Jax Hat...gotta love those ultimate weddings!
-Emblebee
I can't say I was super impressed with day one of The Rock. I've been playing soccer at the Sportscore II complex since I was about 7 years old, so of course I talked it up a little. When we got there I headed to my field...which was off in the middle of nowhere in an area I'm pretty sure they never set up soccer fields. The field was hilly and the ground was about as hard as...The Rock (ha). Also, pool play was set up so that each team played every team in their pool...there were 6 teams per pool...so 5 games to 13...no byes...no breaks. I'm not one to complain about having to play more ultimate, but my team only had 5 girls the first day...which was rough.
The weather conditions were also less than desirable. Wind became an equalizer in Saturday's pool play games and Prion (the team I'm playing with this summer/fall) was having a tough time getting past the zones being thrown. We ended up going 1-4 on the day, 1-6 on the weekend. Rough weekend for Prion, but I've got to hand it to Angelo, he's a great captain and a great motivator for the team. Come fall I think Prion will be a very different team with his coaching.
Despite crappy fields, bad weather on day one, and the lack of winning, I had a great time catching up with all of my ultimate friends, meeting new friends, and playing the sport I love in my home town. Also, the tournament party was unlimited cosmic bowling for $10 with free drinks...what a great idea.
Next weekend...Willy & Michelle's wedding/Jax Hat...gotta love those ultimate weddings!
-Emblebee
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wildwood 09
Hi guys, sorry this is a little late, but since returning on Tuesday I've been pretty busy.
We started the trip to Wildwood, NJ at about 8:30 on Thursday night. I can't believe it's already been a week since we left for that trip...time flies. I've never driven through the night before so I was a little nervous, but with the help of Mr. Shane Clapsaddle we managed to survive...it probably helped that he drove through the misty mountains and the garbage pit that is Rural New Jersey. I have to say, Pennsylvania won the award for favorite state to drive through. We took I 70 rather than 80 (the way I went to NYC last semester) and it took us through some awesome mountain tunnels.
After spending ultimately waaay too much time driving through New Jersey (mapquest told us to take a bunch of 2 lane highways and the traffic getting to Wildwood sucked) we finally arrived at approximately 12:30pm on Friday. Reynolds and company weren't there yet to check us into the hotel so Shane, Ashley, Whorehouse and I threw on the beach for a while. Apparently it had rained the night before and since Wildwood's beach is basically a bunch of sand hanging out on slabs of cements the water didn't absorb, leaving the sand almost clay-like with puddles everywhere. The Sandblast snob in my was thinking "omg Montrose is so much nicer than this POS"...which it is, but it soon became obvious that I was dealing with two very different tournaments...both wonderful in their own ways.
Brenton and my CT team arrived later that night. 6ish maybe? I don't really know...I was a zombie from all of the driving and lack of sleep. Luckily I managed to snag a nap in before meeting up with Dethklok (my team) because within moments of setting my bags down in the hotel room the party began. The rest of the night was a blur of boardwalk...go karts...captains' check in party...shot gunned beers...and a variety of other things. Basically it was a great night, but I was most definitely not a champion the next morning...hell, I sucked all day.
The fields were still pretty crappy on Saturday. There were a lot of puddles and the sand was still mushy. Playing, however, was a lot of fun. There were about 100 fields on the beach and 200 teams, so you had a bye between every game. My byes were spent hanging out with the team I traveled to NJ with, eating, exploring and SWIMMING IN THE OCEAN...which is awesome, minus the salt water. Our games didn't go well the first day. It's not that my team played poorly (except for me...I was a very useless waste of space), we just got put in a ridiculously tough pool and went 0-4. boo.
After taking a nap and cleaning up I headed to the tournament party. You can't really go wrong with free beer on the beach. Sadly, the party only went until 10, so Brenton and I hit up the rides afterward, specifically the ferris wheel, where we were lucky enough to be seating in a car with three really awkward non-English-speaking hispanics. This was mainly a problem for Brenton, who was in hyper-talkative mode. It was an interesting sight. haha. After our ferris wheel/boardwalk adventure we went to Reynolds' and company's hotel where we were promptly kicked off the roof. haha, so we headed to the Bolero, the club where tournament party #2 was being held. It was awesome! I was dancing all over the place, meeting lots of East Coast ultimate players, and after bouncing off the walls for about 45 minutes I say down...and fell asleep. That's right, I fell asleep at the bar. Nice. Work. Emily. I figured this meant it was time to go, so I went back to the hotel and I was out by 1am.
The nice thing about being lame Saturday night was that I felt great Sunday! Our games didn't start until 11am so I was finally well-rested and ready to go. The sand was now fluffy and wonderful and I played about 903824 times better that day and...I usually don't like to toot my horn, but I'm going to. In one game a guy on our team, the fabulous Mazur, suggested that I try hucking to him end zone to end zone to go for the 2-pointers. We did this four times which = 8 points. Yup...I felt pretty badass. We went 3-0 that day despite two of our players going to the hospital. If there's one word that could describe how we played Sunday it would be...
METAL
This ended the most eventful parts of the weekend...all in all this tournament receives an A+. Very different from sandblast, but both are great. I definitely plan on going back again next year and continuing Dethklok's reign of terror.
-Emblebee
We started the trip to Wildwood, NJ at about 8:30 on Thursday night. I can't believe it's already been a week since we left for that trip...time flies. I've never driven through the night before so I was a little nervous, but with the help of Mr. Shane Clapsaddle we managed to survive...it probably helped that he drove through the misty mountains and the garbage pit that is Rural New Jersey. I have to say, Pennsylvania won the award for favorite state to drive through. We took I 70 rather than 80 (the way I went to NYC last semester) and it took us through some awesome mountain tunnels.
After spending ultimately waaay too much time driving through New Jersey (mapquest told us to take a bunch of 2 lane highways and the traffic getting to Wildwood sucked) we finally arrived at approximately 12:30pm on Friday. Reynolds and company weren't there yet to check us into the hotel so Shane, Ashley, Whorehouse and I threw on the beach for a while. Apparently it had rained the night before and since Wildwood's beach is basically a bunch of sand hanging out on slabs of cements the water didn't absorb, leaving the sand almost clay-like with puddles everywhere. The Sandblast snob in my was thinking "omg Montrose is so much nicer than this POS"...which it is, but it soon became obvious that I was dealing with two very different tournaments...both wonderful in their own ways.
Brenton and my CT team arrived later that night. 6ish maybe? I don't really know...I was a zombie from all of the driving and lack of sleep. Luckily I managed to snag a nap in before meeting up with Dethklok (my team) because within moments of setting my bags down in the hotel room the party began. The rest of the night was a blur of boardwalk...go karts...captains' check in party...shot gunned beers...and a variety of other things. Basically it was a great night, but I was most definitely not a champion the next morning...hell, I sucked all day.
The fields were still pretty crappy on Saturday. There were a lot of puddles and the sand was still mushy. Playing, however, was a lot of fun. There were about 100 fields on the beach and 200 teams, so you had a bye between every game. My byes were spent hanging out with the team I traveled to NJ with, eating, exploring and SWIMMING IN THE OCEAN...which is awesome, minus the salt water. Our games didn't go well the first day. It's not that my team played poorly (except for me...I was a very useless waste of space), we just got put in a ridiculously tough pool and went 0-4. boo.
After taking a nap and cleaning up I headed to the tournament party. You can't really go wrong with free beer on the beach. Sadly, the party only went until 10, so Brenton and I hit up the rides afterward, specifically the ferris wheel, where we were lucky enough to be seating in a car with three really awkward non-English-speaking hispanics. This was mainly a problem for Brenton, who was in hyper-talkative mode. It was an interesting sight. haha. After our ferris wheel/boardwalk adventure we went to Reynolds' and company's hotel where we were promptly kicked off the roof. haha, so we headed to the Bolero, the club where tournament party #2 was being held. It was awesome! I was dancing all over the place, meeting lots of East Coast ultimate players, and after bouncing off the walls for about 45 minutes I say down...and fell asleep. That's right, I fell asleep at the bar. Nice. Work. Emily. I figured this meant it was time to go, so I went back to the hotel and I was out by 1am.
The nice thing about being lame Saturday night was that I felt great Sunday! Our games didn't start until 11am so I was finally well-rested and ready to go. The sand was now fluffy and wonderful and I played about 903824 times better that day and...I usually don't like to toot my horn, but I'm going to. In one game a guy on our team, the fabulous Mazur, suggested that I try hucking to him end zone to end zone to go for the 2-pointers. We did this four times which = 8 points. Yup...I felt pretty badass. We went 3-0 that day despite two of our players going to the hospital. If there's one word that could describe how we played Sunday it would be...
METAL
This ended the most eventful parts of the weekend...all in all this tournament receives an A+. Very different from sandblast, but both are great. I definitely plan on going back again next year and continuing Dethklok's reign of terror.
-Emblebee
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sandblast 09 - The Year of the Globetrotter
First off, sorry for the lack of posing. I ended up not going to Hoosier Hoedown. With Sandblast and Wildwood coming up I wanted to give my knee a weekend off.
This is my third year doing Sandblast and the third year I've come off the field after one point thinking..."shit, did the sand hurt my toes this much last year?!" Yeah, my toes hurt.
This year my team went as the Montrose Globetrotters. Breakmark hooked us up with some sweet jerseys and we wore the red and white striped shorts we "borrowed" from ISU. We looked pretty amazing. Despite our sweet unis, Satuday didn't go terribly well for us. Two of the teams we played ened up in the championship. The first game Brooke Etnyre and her band of Sandy V's beat us, followed by a defeat handed to us by Sun's out gun's out, then some team, and finally a team from California that ended up winning the whole thing.
Highlights:
-Eric Huber Somehow managed to keep his afro wig on all day while playing...I never saw it come off. Scratch that...Jess Kadjo put it on...and she looked almost as good it in. A quote from Pete "Eric has way too many things he can throw off his head on right now" haha. Gnomes know.
-Hey, we weren't getting as many points as we would have liked, but we didn't have some pretty stellar defense.
-After our games were done I wandered over the the spirit division and found the Wedding Party team. They gave me a drink from their open bar. Right after that Jessica's team, Mile High Club, gave me an awesome apple pie shot. It was so great. I got whipped cream all over my face. ha.
-I had my hair in some straight up corn rows all day. I received many compliments and a lot of people didn't recognize me. Props to Amanda Gregorich for hooking me up. I loved them. No hair in my face! Luckily Amanda wants to do them again...but in crazy designs. Get ready, this won't be the last tournament I wear them to.
-Doug being tall. Glad to have you back!
After a rough day of ultimate we headed to Uncle Fatty's for a rough night of drinking, and by rough I mean KUHE)*(UYI#(*HFJE AWESOME. Free drinks from 7-11...HOLLERRRR. I definitely got my dance on and had a great time. This was my first bar-hosted ultimate party I've been to and holy shiiiit it was amazing. I'm not really sure how Jessica, Lauren and I managed to navigate back to the hotel (which was the Hilton Palmer House...um glorious). By that point I had convinced myself that my phone was broken and proceeded to beat it up on the el. Yeah...the battery had run out. When we got back I had difficulties finding the light switch and just kept turning all the lights in our room on and off. I hopped into bed...but didn't stay there very long. Apparently I ended up on the floor and Pete stepped on my face. Thanks a lot, Pete. I also terrorized Doug late into the night. Sorry, man.
Sunday I woke up, felt pretty good, and proceeded to play horrendously in our first game. OH GOD, I was a very pathetic excuse for an ultimate player. Defense didn't happen...throws were terrible...yikes yikes yikes. Fortunately I sobered up for the next game and managed to start playing the way I should have been playing. k. good. We beat the first team, Just the Tip from NY. Their team featured a special appearance from Nick, the Normal/New Zealand dude who's been playing with Status Quo. He was also apparently a champion at the party, nice work Nick! We also won our second game against Loyola folk. sweet....then we rested for 2 hours, ate burritos, played in and out box (RYAN STILL OWES ME ZEBRA STRIPES), took naps, explored, and by the time we came back for our 3rd game we were hella tired. We lost and ended up taking 18th place. woooo way to break seed (20th).
All in all...I give the weekend an A+. Hooray Globetrotters!
And next weekend...WILDWOOD.
This is my third year doing Sandblast and the third year I've come off the field after one point thinking..."shit, did the sand hurt my toes this much last year?!" Yeah, my toes hurt.
This year my team went as the Montrose Globetrotters. Breakmark hooked us up with some sweet jerseys and we wore the red and white striped shorts we "borrowed" from ISU. We looked pretty amazing. Despite our sweet unis, Satuday didn't go terribly well for us. Two of the teams we played ened up in the championship. The first game Brooke Etnyre and her band of Sandy V's beat us, followed by a defeat handed to us by Sun's out gun's out, then some team, and finally a team from California that ended up winning the whole thing.
Highlights:
-Eric Huber Somehow managed to keep his afro wig on all day while playing...I never saw it come off. Scratch that...Jess Kadjo put it on...and she looked almost as good it in. A quote from Pete "Eric has way too many things he can throw off his head on right now" haha. Gnomes know.
-Hey, we weren't getting as many points as we would have liked, but we didn't have some pretty stellar defense.
-After our games were done I wandered over the the spirit division and found the Wedding Party team. They gave me a drink from their open bar. Right after that Jessica's team, Mile High Club, gave me an awesome apple pie shot. It was so great. I got whipped cream all over my face. ha.
-I had my hair in some straight up corn rows all day. I received many compliments and a lot of people didn't recognize me. Props to Amanda Gregorich for hooking me up. I loved them. No hair in my face! Luckily Amanda wants to do them again...but in crazy designs. Get ready, this won't be the last tournament I wear them to.
-Doug being tall. Glad to have you back!
After a rough day of ultimate we headed to Uncle Fatty's for a rough night of drinking, and by rough I mean KUHE)*(UYI#(*HFJE AWESOME. Free drinks from 7-11...HOLLERRRR. I definitely got my dance on and had a great time. This was my first bar-hosted ultimate party I've been to and holy shiiiit it was amazing. I'm not really sure how Jessica, Lauren and I managed to navigate back to the hotel (which was the Hilton Palmer House...um glorious). By that point I had convinced myself that my phone was broken and proceeded to beat it up on the el. Yeah...the battery had run out. When we got back I had difficulties finding the light switch and just kept turning all the lights in our room on and off. I hopped into bed...but didn't stay there very long. Apparently I ended up on the floor and Pete stepped on my face. Thanks a lot, Pete. I also terrorized Doug late into the night. Sorry, man.
Sunday I woke up, felt pretty good, and proceeded to play horrendously in our first game. OH GOD, I was a very pathetic excuse for an ultimate player. Defense didn't happen...throws were terrible...yikes yikes yikes. Fortunately I sobered up for the next game and managed to start playing the way I should have been playing. k. good. We beat the first team, Just the Tip from NY. Their team featured a special appearance from Nick, the Normal/New Zealand dude who's been playing with Status Quo. He was also apparently a champion at the party, nice work Nick! We also won our second game against Loyola folk. sweet....then we rested for 2 hours, ate burritos, played in and out box (RYAN STILL OWES ME ZEBRA STRIPES), took naps, explored, and by the time we came back for our 3rd game we were hella tired. We lost and ended up taking 18th place. woooo way to break seed (20th).
All in all...I give the weekend an A+. Hooray Globetrotters!
And next weekend...WILDWOOD.
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