Saturday, September 16, 2006
The first Ultimate Frisbee games occurred yesterday with, of course, only half the people who agreed to play making any sort of appearance. Team Hedgehog consisted of moi, Adrian, Steve, Dr. Lavigne, Shane (a new graduate student), Jon (Classics Society President), and, later, Dr. Sharp ("Elizabeth"), a friend of Dr. Lavigne's. Having no relievers blew chunks.
The Hedgehogs were crushed in two games. I have only played Ultimate twice, in high school, and additionally could not run well due to the humongous blisters that developed on both feet as a result of walking from The Lauree Lair to campus for the past couple of weeks (the front tire of my bike went kaputt). Jon is an exercise-induced asthmatic. Adrian is less in shape than I am. Dr. Sharp had never played before. Dr. Lavigne knows how to play, but cannot run. Steve was all right, but does not run very well, either. Shane is built a runner like Forrest Gump, but he could only do so much with a team full of people who didn't know how to play.
Both teams we played were nice enough, though. The first team definitely knew what they were doing, but the second team was only so much better off than we were. Minus the physical exertion and confusion of only knowing the rules from paper, I might have had fun. By next week The Hedgehogs ought to have a more complete team, so hopefully I won't feel as ridiculous.
After playing Ultimate I went to work, where the night passed with relative ease, for many of the kids who live in the dorms left for the weekend to attend the football game in Fort Worth. Tonight ought to be similarly stress-free. Ausgezeichnet.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:31 PM]