GRINDING: It seems to be coming up as a style of life/events more and more. Not to mention a good adjective.
When talking to Ewald about Rival the subject always comes up that we are a griding team. Maybe he's watched Rounders one too many times, or maybe he is making a statement that our game only works in that spectrum, hard to tell. Grinding, for those who aren't away is the prcosses of adopting the most simple game plan with the fewest risks. You minimize your risks and losses, win the battles you can and don't put too much on the line. Apparently it works in poker, and after a heated arguement it can work in ultimate too. I've been reading a post on RSD about hucking teams versus "grinding" teams. These grinding teams (E-Pig, DoG, etc.) will make 100 passes a game, never taking a risky throw. The huckers (Conder, Furious, etc.) will put the disk on the line because they know that their height/athleticism will win in the long run.
After our arguement I realized that Eric sees the game as one uber-game where the right decision (huck or dump) is always taken based on percentages. The huckers are actually taking a "high percentage" throw by chucking it deep because they will get it more often than not. I still perfer the big game because it is more exciting, however I do see the benefit of the maddeningly short game. That's one way that grinding has come into play in the past few weeks.
The other, silly second way was that we trekked to tuscaloosa to hang out with Emily and wooley for their homecoming. Times were good, and interesting. The crew was Drew, Eric, Evil, Kat (his wife), and myself. Eric was the champion of the event making out with a player from the U of A team. Kudos to Eric for that one. We player a lot of flipcup, which was a shame because I finished of my 6 pack of cider within and hour as a result. At one point Drew and I were wandering around Tuscaloosa trying to find a good party. It was only 2 in the morning and the city had shut down. Not cool. You know in retrospect that didn't have much to do with grinding, except for Eric grinding all up and down that girl (jen).
Oh, I guess we could call my current love affair with Final Fantasy Tactics Advance grinding. Every second I'm awake I am playing that game. I'm playing with my toes right now.
Hmmm . . . final piece of lifes happenings. For some reason the break-up with Mikki is hitting me hard for the past week. I have been trying to get her the TV back, so I've had to call her a bunch, but she is never in. I also feel bad because of her other torn ACL. Life sucks. I guess I am trying to put closure on the whole thing by cutting her out of every aspect of life. It is a shame because I really do love that girl, and it really fucking sucks that I lose out because I'm not a CCF joining, church retreat goin uberchristian. It has helped me get back to some roots a bit, and I had a much better time in tuscaloosa single than I would have if I still had a girlfriend, but that doesn't make it up. I'm trying to find a job, and I have a poorly funded lead back in Colorado. I spoke to my boss out there and he is helping me with the Nike thing a bit. Getting a job would really help with the closure of this relationship. Speaking of which, I think I am going to try to get rid of the TV right now. After that I can donate the sutffed animals, burn the letters and card and that should be it. I still need a new fucking lamp smade, you have no idea how big and issue that is.
M
When talking to Ewald about Rival the subject always comes up that we are a griding team. Maybe he's watched Rounders one too many times, or maybe he is making a statement that our game only works in that spectrum, hard to tell. Grinding, for those who aren't away is the prcosses of adopting the most simple game plan with the fewest risks. You minimize your risks and losses, win the battles you can and don't put too much on the line. Apparently it works in poker, and after a heated arguement it can work in ultimate too. I've been reading a post on RSD about hucking teams versus "grinding" teams. These grinding teams (E-Pig, DoG, etc.) will make 100 passes a game, never taking a risky throw. The huckers (Conder, Furious, etc.) will put the disk on the line because they know that their height/athleticism will win in the long run.
After our arguement I realized that Eric sees the game as one uber-game where the right decision (huck or dump) is always taken based on percentages. The huckers are actually taking a "high percentage" throw by chucking it deep because they will get it more often than not. I still perfer the big game because it is more exciting, however I do see the benefit of the maddeningly short game. That's one way that grinding has come into play in the past few weeks.
The other, silly second way was that we trekked to tuscaloosa to hang out with Emily and wooley for their homecoming. Times were good, and interesting. The crew was Drew, Eric, Evil, Kat (his wife), and myself. Eric was the champion of the event making out with a player from the U of A team. Kudos to Eric for that one. We player a lot of flipcup, which was a shame because I finished of my 6 pack of cider within and hour as a result. At one point Drew and I were wandering around Tuscaloosa trying to find a good party. It was only 2 in the morning and the city had shut down. Not cool. You know in retrospect that didn't have much to do with grinding, except for Eric grinding all up and down that girl (jen).
Oh, I guess we could call my current love affair with Final Fantasy Tactics Advance grinding. Every second I'm awake I am playing that game. I'm playing with my toes right now.
Hmmm . . . final piece of lifes happenings. For some reason the break-up with Mikki is hitting me hard for the past week. I have been trying to get her the TV back, so I've had to call her a bunch, but she is never in. I also feel bad because of her other torn ACL. Life sucks. I guess I am trying to put closure on the whole thing by cutting her out of every aspect of life. It is a shame because I really do love that girl, and it really fucking sucks that I lose out because I'm not a CCF joining, church retreat goin uberchristian. It has helped me get back to some roots a bit, and I had a much better time in tuscaloosa single than I would have if I still had a girlfriend, but that doesn't make it up. I'm trying to find a job, and I have a poorly funded lead back in Colorado. I spoke to my boss out there and he is helping me with the Nike thing a bit. Getting a job would really help with the closure of this relationship. Speaking of which, I think I am going to try to get rid of the TV right now. After that I can donate the sutffed animals, burn the letters and card and that should be it. I still need a new fucking lamp smade, you have no idea how big and issue that is.
M
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