I.P.

Labor Day weekend was spent in sunny Chattanooga at the Shawn Adams Memorial Tournament dominating with Internet Porn, my fantastic co-ed ultimate team. We went 5-2 for the weekend, which is a winning record and therefore rather satisfying. However, we lost our two important games--one against Shotgun in pool play and then the quarterfinals game against Soul Patrol. These are disturbing losses because both teams are in our section and we will have to face them again this weekend at sectionals and beat them to secure a bid to regionals. But, I think that having seen them once, I.P. will be better prepared to face them this weekend. It's frustrating to lose games that you know your team could win. I mean, if we had gotten blown out of the water or something, that would be one thing. But we lost our game to Shotgun by three and our game to Soul Patrol by five. It's not like we got creamed. Anyway, while the outcome of the weekend may have been frustrating, there were some high points too:

--Watching the Margarita Race between Russell and Nash because brain freeze is funny when it's not happening to you.
--Creating the perfect man out of various players at the tournament with Dino and Sandra and Corr. So far we have the following:
Billy's Hair
Sample's Eyes
Nash's Brain
Stephen's Sense of Humor
Mike's Legs (and I'm angling for his dimples too)
Rick's Demeanor
Acuff's Torso (tho his pecs are mildly intimidating)
Russell's Teeth
Daag's Lips
Noticeable missing, of course, are arms, hands, feet, ears, and butt. If anyone out there has any suggestions, I'm all ears.
--Wilbur's lay out D and subsequent long shot to the end zone for a very timely pump up point during the Soul Patrol game.
--Dino's first ever huck for a score.
--The Football Play during the Chumpionship Finals (which we won, thankyouverymuch). I never knew I could play wide receiver.
--The Georgia Football Game (David who?).

Now it's back to the real world for a few days. Lame. Because the real world is really really sad right now.