sectionals, and no respect

well tonight i am nursing my wounds from sectionals, drinking beer and watching the bears get their asses handed to them by the packers(i'm so torn by this, i have the bears picked to win in my pro pickem league, but i need donald driver to score a touchdown to win in fantasy football). now to describe my wounds:

the first injury i suffered was during warmups for our first game, when i layed out for a disc, and nailed my knee on a rock i hadn't seen. lots of blood, and quite a bit of swelling. it really wasn't that bad, but it did hamper my mobility a little. so then i was fine for the rest of the tournament until the last game, and the next to last point, when i was trying to d the disc, and d'ed it right as the offense caught it, we crashed together, and i went tumbling, ending up with a hyperextended elbow(or at least what i image a hyperextended elbow feels like. it did get bent past vertical, so is that hyperextended?), reaggrivating my knee, bruising my other knee, and my lower back. the only good thing about that injury was that it was at the end of the tournament, and i didn't have to miss any games. i think probably if i wasn't getting old that these injuries wouldn't be so disabling, but right now i think i would qualify for a handicapped parking spot.

after we had washed out, we went and watched the finals. two teams who both will be in the top 10 at nationals, the condors, and pbr streetgang. it was amazing and disheartening at the same time. they are sooooo fucking good, it almost seems like a completely different game. it's beautiful to watch, but it really drives home the fact that i will never be able to play ultimate as good as them.

so larry gets a blog set up on my server and he doesn't link back to me. no respect i tell you, no respect at all. :)

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