The students will arrive wednesday, and while I don't feel like I've done much in preparation, I don't feel like I need to. Maybe I'm lazy, maybe I'm getting used to being a teacher, maybe I'm . . . shit I don't know. Originally I felt like there was a lot stuff for me to do, but now that my first 10 days is already mapped out for me, I find myself working on things that I wont be doing until I'm well into the semester. I'm very curious to see how the next month will treat me. Normally I wouldn't be worried, but I don't have a weekend myself for the forseeable future.
Chain is definetely more time consuming that any team I've played for, but the payoff is worth it. We have lost three straight tournaments in the finals. Although I missed the first, I doubt it was as exciting as the on in High Point NC this weekend. Against perrenial Nationals semi-finalist Ring of Fire, we took half and managed to get up 14-12 in a game to 15, unfortunately they scored the two needed to send the game to OT. In the end we had one . . . yes one mistake and that lost us the tournament. This is the style of ultimate that I want to be playing. It is definetely the challenge that I want. While on every other team I felt like I could own at least a few of the guys they put on the field, Ring seldom let me matchup against a person that I was faster or smarter than. This season is going to be good for me, because I'm going to have to work harder to be successful. I'm slowly starting to get into the offense, not that there is any structure to our offense. Apparently my job is to be that structure on the few points that I am in. So this season, while being really fucking busy, looks like it is gboing to be the type of sports that I love. Now if only I can stay healthy.
It is also nice to be going on long road trips with teammates again. The trip back from NC was complete with the realization of a goal. We were driving south on 85 and were hungry, but we also didn't want to spend too much time. AJ had a hankering for pizza, so the decision was made . . . we were going to order pizza in Charlotte (~45 miles ahead) and then roll up in time to eat, knock up some chicks then get on the road baby! Or something like that. Only it wasn't that easy. We oddly enough didn't have a number for a pizza hut in Charlotte. So Hensley has to use the internet feature of my phone to get the number of a random pizza hut in Charlotte, he then had to use the people at that pizza hut to get the number of another pizza hut near 85. After a long time on hold and fighting through a person who didn't speak english (what minorities live in NC??) we get our large pepporoni (truth!!), order of bread-sticks, order of cini-sticks (plus icing) and 2 liter of pepsi for 17 dollars. We roll in, eat fast, take the cini-sticks, pepsi and cups on the road and completed the sweetest order of a dine-in ahead of schedule known to man. We then proceeded to drive to Atlanta in the pouring rain, at a slow ass pace . . . so much for trying to save time.
As I sit and think about it I predict slow times for the blog. Matt is doing his thing, going to france and failing to tell us any tales. Jeremy is working his ass off being Matt's boss. Mark . . . isn't Mark leaving in a few weeks?? He';s at GTRI in the meantime. Mikex0r is traveling all over the country for all we know. Brad is stuck in Kentucky, so I don't know what he is doing with his computer time . . . and that is about it. With me going back to work, will the blog continue on . . . or will it become a desolate wasteland like it did once before, to be reborn again later when our lives are more conducive to writing yarns of our misadventures?
Chain is definetely more time consuming that any team I've played for, but the payoff is worth it. We have lost three straight tournaments in the finals. Although I missed the first, I doubt it was as exciting as the on in High Point NC this weekend. Against perrenial Nationals semi-finalist Ring of Fire, we took half and managed to get up 14-12 in a game to 15, unfortunately they scored the two needed to send the game to OT. In the end we had one . . . yes one mistake and that lost us the tournament. This is the style of ultimate that I want to be playing. It is definetely the challenge that I want. While on every other team I felt like I could own at least a few of the guys they put on the field, Ring seldom let me matchup against a person that I was faster or smarter than. This season is going to be good for me, because I'm going to have to work harder to be successful. I'm slowly starting to get into the offense, not that there is any structure to our offense. Apparently my job is to be that structure on the few points that I am in. So this season, while being really fucking busy, looks like it is gboing to be the type of sports that I love. Now if only I can stay healthy.
It is also nice to be going on long road trips with teammates again. The trip back from NC was complete with the realization of a goal. We were driving south on 85 and were hungry, but we also didn't want to spend too much time. AJ had a hankering for pizza, so the decision was made . . . we were going to order pizza in Charlotte (~45 miles ahead) and then roll up in time to eat, knock up some chicks then get on the road baby! Or something like that. Only it wasn't that easy. We oddly enough didn't have a number for a pizza hut in Charlotte. So Hensley has to use the internet feature of my phone to get the number of a random pizza hut in Charlotte, he then had to use the people at that pizza hut to get the number of another pizza hut near 85. After a long time on hold and fighting through a person who didn't speak english (what minorities live in NC??) we get our large pepporoni (truth!!), order of bread-sticks, order of cini-sticks (plus icing) and 2 liter of pepsi for 17 dollars. We roll in, eat fast, take the cini-sticks, pepsi and cups on the road and completed the sweetest order of a dine-in ahead of schedule known to man. We then proceeded to drive to Atlanta in the pouring rain, at a slow ass pace . . . so much for trying to save time.
As I sit and think about it I predict slow times for the blog. Matt is doing his thing, going to france and failing to tell us any tales. Jeremy is working his ass off being Matt's boss. Mark . . . isn't Mark leaving in a few weeks?? He';s at GTRI in the meantime. Mikex0r is traveling all over the country for all we know. Brad is stuck in Kentucky, so I don't know what he is doing with his computer time . . . and that is about it. With me going back to work, will the blog continue on . . . or will it become a desolate wasteland like it did once before, to be reborn again later when our lives are more conducive to writing yarns of our misadventures?
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