Flashback: January 29, 2011.
A while ago I got an intriguing email from a teammate about a frisbee tournament game going on in Wellington. Normally I don't pay much attention to these things. I like throwing a disc as much as the next bearded hippie, but I'm much more interested in grabbing a pint after the game with good people than I am winning, practicing, or playing in tournaments. But this...this was different. It was a hat tournament called the Century Game.
Two teams. Game to 100 points.
Ok. That sounds intense. BUT, each team has about 30 players (only 7 play at a time), and there's a BBQ and beer on the sideline. This I can get on board with.
We divided into two teams: Good vs. Evil. I was Good.
It was a great day, despite a couple rain showers. Things got started early, which was tough for me, especially given that the previous night was Sanjoy's last night in town. We started at 9. We held off on the beer 'til noon. The game sloppily ended around 6:30. Basically, it was a summer party with a frisbee game going on in the background, and you could play if and when you wanted. My body hated me the following few days, but the day was as fun as advertised and didn't disappoint.
A while ago I got an intriguing email from a teammate about a frisbee tournament game going on in Wellington. Normally I don't pay much attention to these things. I like throwing a disc as much as the next bearded hippie, but I'm much more interested in grabbing a pint after the game with good people than I am winning, practicing, or playing in tournaments. But this...this was different. It was a hat tournament called the Century Game.
Two teams. Game to 100 points.
Ok. That sounds intense. BUT, each team has about 30 players (only 7 play at a time), and there's a BBQ and beer on the sideline. This I can get on board with.
We divided into two teams: Good vs. Evil. I was Good.
It was a great day, despite a couple rain showers. Things got started early, which was tough for me, especially given that the previous night was Sanjoy's last night in town. We started at 9. We held off on the beer 'til noon. The game sloppily ended around 6:30. Basically, it was a summer party with a frisbee game going on in the background, and you could play if and when you wanted. My body hated me the following few days, but the day was as fun as advertised and didn't disappoint.
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