Ah, league finals. Whether it’s two games of pool play with semis and finals after or three games with the rest during the week, the Saturday of league finals is one of my favorite days. Play a few games, hang out with people, take in the upsets of the day, and have a drink and a burger. In various ratios depending on the season. Yesterday, it was mostly playing with less of the other stuff.
We ended up in the B pool with Wednesday teams we had played in crossover games during the regular season. That was a tad bit disappointing. It would have been nice to test the team against others, but what are you going to do? We also had the later start time, which meant that we’d be missing Ned for the duration. We were also missing Brent, Joe, Nicole and Christina. To top it all off, there were 20 mph winds to put up with. While an ultimate disc is heavier than the usual garden-variety frisbee, it’s not enough to make much difference in those conditions. Not an ideal situation at all, but the remainder of Plastic Falls was in good spirits by game time.
Our first game was against the other Monday team in our bracket. They were *very* shorthanded for most of the game, and we beat them pretty quickly 13-0. We’re a pretty decent team in the wind with lots of solid handling and we took the opportunity to work on a trap zone for the next two teams. Unfortunately, this game, the end of the second point of this game to be exact, was the beginning of my back problems. As I stopped to avoid getting in the way of a score-winning cut by Sean, my back seized up. I babied it for a few points, put some Theragesic on it, ate some asprin and made it to the end of that short game. In the forty-five minutes before our next game, I had a nice red beer and was feeling pretty good.
Our second game was against a Wednesday team, equal to us in the handling department, but generally slower. After playing a few points of zone against them and staying even up score-wise, we switched to man defense and pulled away. For me, my favorite moment of the day happened during this game. We were playing against their zone defense and I was popping. One of the handlers, I think it was Tim, put a throw out to the right of me near the sideline. It floated a bit. All season, I’ve botched anything that has remotely floated, even without sideline and defensive pressure. This one, I totally had. I followed it up with a through-the-cup cross-field forehand to Reif, getting the disc off the sideline and opening up the field. That was my Go Me! moment. (Even better than scoring the point on that same possession.) We took that game to soft cap, 12-6, which was much longer than I preferred.
I then did a stupid thing. I didn’t warm up any before the third game because I was beat from the previous game. As I ran to the line, I found that I couldn’t. My back wasn’t going to allow it. I called on Melanie to play the first few and slowly ran the knot out of my back. As long as I stayed relaxed and built up running speed (what little speed I have), I was okay. Okay, not great. I didn’t play very well during that last game and was just happy it was over.
Today, my back is not good. (My sinuses aren’t either either, resulting in a hell of an earache.) I can’t walk without being in an S shape and if I tense up (like when someone makes me laugh with his impersonations of Quasimodo Katherine), I can’t walk at all. Couldn’t make it down the stairs to go get lunch. Our finals bracket is tomorrow and I’m not sure I’ll be able to play.
This sucks, but it only puts a very small damper on watching my team play so well this past weekend. We lost that last game, 8-12, but in all the play was so solid. All around, all day. So lovely to see. Whatever happens tomorrow, it will have been a good season for me.