Fitness, Fellowship, Faith
Fitness, Fellowship, Faith
Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose….Or in Chainsaw case if you just conducted mid-play trades of yourself to ensure on winning team you can’t lose either.
As advertised today we were going to break for a while from the traditional boot camp and have some time to play a bit of Ultimate Frisbee under the lights at Impromptu. Plan was we would do 20-25 minutes of warmups and exercises and then jump into a few games with the frisbee. What is a GroupMe Slack post without either it coming from Hatchet or being about Hatchet, so he continues to duck my Q’s like Floyd Mayweather ducked Pacquaio for years until he grew old. So now that I checked the Hatchet reference, we can continue on with Backblast.
Mosey to field do some light warm ups across the field to warm up the legs. Next get into groups of 3. P1 go “left side” and do merkins, P2 go “strong side” and do squats. P3 Sprint and is timer. Rotate until you have done 5 sets of each. Regroup for short mary to recover LBC and Pistol LBCs. Next do 7s on the hill starting with 1 merkin at bottom on path and 6 burpees at top on the grass. Once complete mary to all are done and then line up for what we thought would be teams of 3 with one team doing exercises on sideline while 2 teams played, but prior to throw off we had few scratches. Mute unfortunately did not meet the 54″ height requirement for play so he was relegated to Camp Snoopy for the day. Blue Screen of DEATH ever the conservative even when it comes to intramural sports said this was too liberal a take of flag football and opted out or refused to play until Patriots are relevant again. So we improvised and added just made 2 teams.
Game Recap:
On the unfrozen tundra of Cuthbertson Middle School practice field – two juggernauts took the field of battle. Only one would emerge victorious, while the other would retreat to ice packs and ibuprofen.
It was a seesaw affair, if that seesaw had a 270-pound Deflated on one side and Hollywood on the other. One team ran crisp routes and chucked deep bombs, while the other—comprised of AARP cardholders and proud shuffleboard enthusiasts—wandered aimlessly like they were lost in The Villages.
As the score widened, hope still flickered—if only for a miracle bailout from the Q, who worked harder than the refs did in the Chiefs-Bills playoff debacle to keep the script alive. But no amount of score altering, rule bending, time altering, or creative rule interpretations could stop the inevitable: youth, speed, and working ACLs prevailed.
And so, the old guard fell—not with a bang, but with the soft groan High Life complaining of a pulled hamstring—while the victors sprinted into the sunrise, their future bright, their knees intact.
The legends of this game will live on…
Highlights/Lowlights from Game:
– First of the field dimensions look like we hired a one eyed surveyor to pin the field of play with uneven lines and inconsistent endzone paramaters – So Deadwood thank you for your help.
– Schneider/Tom Evans I think mentioned “Ohhh, man I wish I could go back in time. I’d take state.” as we came back from the field. He even mentioned to Centerfold “How much you wanna make a bet I can throw a frisbee over them mountains?” Well done today Uncle Rico Schneider. If they only would have listened and instead of being huddled around in front of you ran to other side easy TD
– Thought we were going to lose Hi-Hat – as he went down the hill chasing an errant throw at one point
– YHC knew we were in trouble when looked at the # of respects on the team and realized we had the AARP Ultimate Frisbee Team…..only thing missing was our Metamucil post-game toast.
– Heartbreaker – used his tall stature to provide easy targets up high, unfortunately majority of throws were over thrown by a wide margin
– It was like the Spiderman meme with Zinfandel and High-Life watching them guard each other. All I could imagine was they were trading hair conditioning tips of how to keep the Flow. When Deflated walked in and tried to contribute to discussion they both had good laugh and quickly dismissed him
– Speaking of Deflated – glad our prayers were answered or that the weather was above 45* and he came back out again. Typical fashion getting upset with refs and mumbling to himself along the way. Way to maintain composure and not get tossed from this game.
– Clearly learned why Jeff Helms coaches special team and not WR as he couldn’t coudnt catch a cold in a blizzard out there.
– Falcon might need a name change to Penguin as he looked like a flightless bird out there today – can’t throw, catch, just kind of flapped arms around in the wind majority of the time
– Spitz – made his profession proud with his throws today as they were like root canals – painful and largely unnecessary
In serious note: It was fun to take a different route and play a kids game today as bunch of grown men and flip the script a bit and still get in some work. I think most guys ended up with 2+ miles and had lots of laughs.
As Coach Taylor said – “Being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It’s about you and your relationship with yourself, your family, and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eyes and know that you didn’t let them down because you told them the truth (shout out to F3 form police). And that truth is that you did everything that you could. Can you live in that moment, as best you can, with clear eyes and love in your heart? With joy in your heart? If you can do that gentlemen, then you’re perfect.”
PS: Paddington welcome out this morning, and hope you make it back out there with us soon. Now after watching the clips Schneider/Tom Evans sent of Benny Hill, I think we lost a naming opportunity, but regardless welcome to the club.
PPS: Jitterbug good luck as you lose your V-card tomorrow at Titan, somehow I think this will make for a better story then when Hatchet tells everyone at Commitment how he threw Dick Trickle’s nephew Willie Trickle into a pool or shaved Brutus “Barber” Beefcake hair after chugging 2 x Zimas and mistakenly taking 3 Midols at Summer Slam ’97.