I don’t be in the project hallway talking about how I be in the project all day

Biked for 40 minutes with Tom today and we introduced Wind Sprints to it. Definitely worth it.

I am only doing push ups tonight. Better than nothing.

I want to do Air Alert III starting next week but I don't know how much of that is frontin'.

Scranton this weekend almost makes me want to slow up so I can play like a baller this weekend. I have decided to go hard and play hard anyway.

I can't quite get my frisbee mentality to cross over to school, but I'm damn close.

I guess I don't use transitions when I'm stoned.

What you think I rap for? To push a fuckin' Rav 4?

Benjamin and myself are captains.

Gonna run the rest of this year pretty easy. No need to tightin' it up with no upcoming tournaments.

I'm not doing pushups and excruciator tonight; I am simply too drunk. Sorry.

Gym or running tomorrow, though. We'll see what and when.

Good enough is not good enough.

I can only hope.

Did a track workout today and some baby lifting.

Pushups, excruciator, bed.

P.S. 210

Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight

New York Combine was today and it was pretty uneventful. I played pretty poorly, simply misthrowing at least 3 and putting up some shady ones, in addition to not swinging. On the plus side I didn't drop one, was in correct position most of the time, and moved the disc upfield well. If there is one thing I learned today it is the importance of attacking the field laterally as well as vertically.

Learned more about Ho-Stack, some vert-stack offense, and warm-ups. It was also nice to see how they ran tryouts, as well as how they ran practices.

Intermurals tomorrow. Tom can't be there so I will just have to play.

Track workout 1 hour before whenever my game is. Be there.

Pushups, excruciator, bed.

P.S. I haven't showered yet.

A Fearless Magical Inventory

http://www.starcitygames.com/magic/misc/15107_Feature_Article_Creating_a_Fearless_Magical_Inventory.html

"How do you make a Fearless Magical Inventory? Simple: make a list of the things you secretly know you are doing wrong in Magic. Be honest with yourself. Stop lying to yourself and face reality. Take your ego out of it and admit you don't do everything perfect, yet.

Make a conscious decision to stop pretending you are better than you really are. You are exactly as good as you are. No amount of fooling yourself will trick you into winning more. Make a list of every weakness in your game, no matter how much you may at times pretend its not. Post this list online. Show your friends. Put it up on your facebook. Put it somewhere public so that you can't lie to yourself any longer"

-- Patrick Chapin, Next Level Magic

1. I don't actually push myself all the way at practice.
2. I use my lack of stamina to play lazy defense, claiming "I'm resting" or something of that nature.
3. I have a tough time balancing between putting every throw deep and every throw under.
4. I rarely, if ever, pull the layout trigger on D.
5. I give up too early on long throws, either to me or my man.
6. I can't read the disc very well, especially over my shoulder.
7. I can't bid going into the disc.
8. I always back my man on defense so I can say to myself "Well, I didn't get scored on" even if my man getting open directly led to a score.
9. I blame the mark getting broken for the reason why my man got open on the break side instead of just playing tighter on them.
10. I couldn't break someone with a backhand to save my life
11. I use the excuse "I'm not a captain" for a lot of things.
12. I blame my receiver for dropping discs that are difficult to catch rather than assigning the blame to myself
13. I have a tough time seeing what is going right or wrong on the field when I am doing anything but looking to see what is right or wrong.
14. I think that just "putting in work" is good enough.
15. I am not good enough at getting open for dumps, which often makes our offense stagnant.
16. I don't know how to function as a cutter.
17. I am not aggressive enough against a mark, so I don't move them around enough or get enough break opportunities.
18. I need to be more vocal in every aspect.
19. I use confusing hand signals when I handle, so people are unsure of whether or not to clear out or adjust their cut.
20. I will drop almost a pass a game for no particular reason
21. My backhand isn't SO bad that it is unusable.
22. I make excuses where I just admit I am wrong so it is extremely difficult to argue with me
23. I am slow and can't jump.
24. I often close my eyes when I bid for a disc and don't catch it, and then blame it on thethrower for giving me a janky pass.

That's all I can think of.

Word

Did that track workout that I did with David and Tom forever ago. It was fun.

Ate a lot of beans. And an Olde.

Win some lose some.

Think I'm just biking tomorrow, but then Elders. We shall see.

213.

If I can't live by my word then I'd much rather die

Went to the gym and biked for like 30-40 minutes. Not too much, but it's something. I figure if I do something every day for the rest of school I won't break the habit when I get back home. I wanted to go to Elders today, but Hasbrouk was just so enticing. Friday, I promise.

Hopefully I'll get someone to do a track workout with me tomorrow; I don't think I'm motivated enough to solo it.

Definitely didn't write my paper tonight. Hopefully will knock it out tomorrow morning. Such is life.

Excruciator, Pushups, bed.

P.S. Drink water it's good for you I promise.

if you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me.

Was a nice 3-day vacation. Back to work.

Pushups, excruciator, bed.

(Pre)/(Post)/Sectionals

Sectionals. There will be a fair amount of not frisbee speak here. You are warned. All numbers are subject to being completely wrong, and possibly just made-up.

Nothing really important happened in the week between Marist and Sectionals. I ate plenty of beans, watched a practice that Brian and Kerry showed up to, and was chosen to call subs.

The night before Sectionals was somewhat eventful, as Thomas and myself decided to have a slumber party in order to make sure we got our requisite 8-hours. After watching Tom level up his characters in FF13, we popped 4 nyquil jel-cap-things each and I passed out roughly 30 minutes later.

There was a giant party across the hall which woke me up a few times and I had a trippy dream involving playing a virtual-reality esque video game that actually atrophied your body. Aside from that, not a bad sleep.

I woke up and played mommy and made Bacon, Egg, and Cheese for me, Mitch, and Tom. That's about it.

I got driven to behind-Bouton by Mitch, and switched into Stiggles' car. Ride was uneventful, stopped as a Petroleum Establishment and picked up some 5-hours. After crossing a bridge that we heard was out, we got there.

Game 1 was against Princeton. I think this was the best game we have ever played. We started out getting a Break and going up 1-0, and stayed with them I believe all the way to 3-3, with half I believe at 8-4. This game was another case of "we don't have an offense" as our defense regularly gave us at least 1 turn per point and we could not convert. As a result, we lost 15-8.

Then we put the orange jerseys on.

Game 2 was against the Army. We went up 2-0 and I personally got a bit complacent and started to pull our starters earlier than I would normally. Two points and tied later I put the heroes back in but we just could not pull away, and even went down one or two points late in the second half. Despite their coach not knowing the rules and losing his voice about ten minutes in, it was 14-14 at hard cap. I forget how we win, but we win. We lose RA David in the process however, as his little feetsies just couldn't take it.

Our third game was against our Arch-Rivals, Bard. Again, I think we just did not take them seriously. We ended up losing 15-7 and just play poorly in every sense of the word. Our offense was a bit worse than our defense, and nothing really worked.

We got back to school, went to a lackluster hasbrouck, and then got really drunk. I don't really remember after that. I know Berg showed up to convince me to play on Sunday, to which I agreed, and then proceeded to be a bitch and not play on Sunday. I did party again though.

I found it difficult to play and call subs, as I have a tough time deciding when I should put myself in while having a ton of people to get in. I also had to spend a lot more time seeing if people were tired rather than watching the game and making adjustments. Because I was watching people run and not how they play, I had a tough time figuring out who played well and therefore poorly assigned playing time in many positions, as well as having a difficult time process how the weekend went.

We often play to our competition, as our best games come against teams that are better than us (Princeton, Marist) and when we expect less of our opponent we put it on cruise-control. This can be anything from just not pushing hard enough or playing mentally lazy.

Our mental game needs some serious work, and some talking with Stiggles last night has me questioning my policy of "Play your best player regardless of practice attendance". Our team has gotten to the point where we have enough talent that we can afford to not play people that are marginal upgrades in order to send a message about practice. One thing keeping us back is our mental fortitude, and while I am not saying that I will play people according to the number of practices they attend, I will certainly make it a larger factor for playtime if I continue to call subs.

We used to not be able to get up for our first game, but now that we can, we don't have the legs to carry us through the day. I hope to see conditioning be a major part of the program next year.

I had planned to get back into the swing on things on Sunday, but between being drunk and the holidays it'll have to wait until tomorrow to start the gym again. I'm excited for next year, as this is by far the best version of Gunx yet and we have a lot of room to grow.

I am going to try to play the moderation game and still be in college while trying to improve my game rather than trying to go all out for a year.

Props --

Hasbrouk after a tournament

Only raining a little

3 Photographers

Cheap discs

Mama Campbell bringing the eats

Slops --

God those fields were the worst

Losing to Bard

Bad hasbrouk after

This post is too long

Round 2

Next season starts today.

Dedication

I woke up 30 minutes early to make sure I would be able to fall asleep tonight.

Think about it.

PS --

Sonny:

you are good, believe in yourself

listen to the spacejam soundtrack

Well you was doin' fifty-five in a fifty-four

The tournament started off with a clobbering of Bard and Purchase. Nothing new.

We were down a lot to Marist in the first half, and while we scored more than them in the second half, we lost 15-11. I don't take scoring more in the second half as anything more than a way to make oneself feel better about a loss.

We then lost to Ramapo 15-11. This is the point in the day where our legs started to get the best of us, as on paper we look to win at least by the margin they beat us.

We then played Marist again in the semis in an extremely close game in which we never lead but finally tied it up at 12-12 only to lose on universe.

We beat purchase with like 8 people to take third.

A positive to take away from this tournament is that we beat shitty teams by a ton and took Marist to universe when no one was on their 'A' game. I feel that we can definitely take a slot this weekend if everyone steps up and plays like they can. It is clear that we are improving far faster than any team we have faced multiple times and it is about time to level up as a team.

A negative to take away from this tournament is that we have no legs. Everyone on the team, by the third game, started to let our lack of stamina get to us. Between drops, running slower, not bidding, unnecessary hucks, we all made some plays that if we were fresh wouldn't have happened. This means a few things: 1) we need to be mentally tougher and not let our fatigue affect our mental play. 2) we need to push harder to get through fatigue; tired is often a state of mind. 3) we need to be in better shape. We cannot get tired after two games and expect to go places.

That's all. Not much to say about this besides we're slow and need to catch.

Props --

Whoever put Jay-Z on at the tourny

Bruce Campbell (of Army of Darkness fame) bringing us eats during the 2nd game vs. Marist

A tournament where we can get hasbrouk after

Hasbrouk after the tournament

Slops --

$175 bid for 16 bagels, a jar of peanut butter, and a bunch of bananananasNOTAGAINFUCK

RA David sized fields

State Troopers

This might offend my political connects

"When people ask me advice on how to handle a situation or just what to do, they are often surprised when they hear my response: 'What are you trying to accomplish?' There is a subtle wisdom in slowing for a moment and reflecting on what exactly you are doing"

-Patrick Chapin, Next Level Magic

Probably close to 3/4 of the D-Line's points today were off of hucks to people that either myself or MC were covering. Most if not all of them were thrown by Ben.

I think we need to step back and analyze why we go to practice. What are we trying to accomplish? If we are just trying to beat the O-line, great, we're on track. But I don't think that is what the D-line goes to practice for; that's not what gets them out of bed each day.

We go to practice for two reasons -- to make us individually better and to make the team better. At practice we have to be thinking "What am I trying to accomplish?". How much is the team really going to improve if the only way we score is by taking advantage of multiple complete mismatches that will not occur in a real game.

I am not saying that one cannot take advantage of their mismatches; that is simply ridiculous to expect someone to play ultimate to win and not do everything they can to win. What I am saying is that they can take advantage of those mismatches in ways that will improve the team. Make them cut in. Make someone else throw the huck. Perhaps we should have O-Line run zone against the defense to make them practice it.

I think we all know 2x4 can outrun me -- make him beat me on an in-cut. We don't need to watch the same play over and over again to know that certain members of the team don't have the stamina to run savage for an hour and some do.

Hell, win in a different way. We won't face teams that will let us throw multiple 50-yard backhands to wide open cutters. That cannot be the source of 3/4 of our points. We are not improving by conducting practice this way. There will be times when someone puts a good mark on our huckers and we won't have the deep shot; there will be times when a team has a ridiculous deep and we won't have the deep shot.

There is value in learning how to take advantage of mismatches. I do not think there is value in repeatedly abusing the same mismatch because that simply will not happen in a real game. If it does, I think we have done it enough to know how to execute. In practice we do not have the opportunity to adjust to take away a mismatch as we are limited by how many practice bodies we have.

This might seem like an O-Line player ranting because he keeps on losing at practice. Believe me, if O-Line kept on losing and the team kept getting better I wouldn't say a word.

But we're not.

Put this shit in motion ain't no rewindin me back

Pickup happened today, but I didn't go. I haven't liked pickup since I thought the forehand was a trick throw.

Today I went to class and cleaned my apartment -- pretty productive day.

The plan was for RA David, Thomas, Benjamin, and myself to do some track workouts whenever David and Tom got out of whatever obligations they like to obligate themselves to. RA David came over, watched me clean for a bit, and we headed to the turf where we found out that Tom locked himself out of his room.

The workout ended up being a 1/2 mile warmup with dynamic warmup after. Then you do five shuttles (5-10-5), 20-yard sprints, 40-yard sprints, 100-yard sprints, and then back down, as well as 1/4 mile laps inbetween. In the end it looks like this:

1/2 Mile

Shuttles (5)

1/4 mile
20-yard sprints (5)

1/4 mile

40-yard sprints (5)

1/4 mile

100-yard sprints (5)

1/4 mile

40-yard sprints (5)

1/4 mile

20-yard sprints (5)

1/4 mile

Shuttles (5)

1/4 mile.

It ends up being roughly 2.25 of distance running and 1 mile of sprinting. Pretty nice. We are thinking of adding pushups and situps in there someplace.

After the 100-yarders Tom showed up informing us that Ben was asleep in his room along with Tom's wallet. Such is life.

Has after was pretty hassy, no beans though. I ended up taking down some Grilled Chicken sandwiches and then some french fries.

Pushups, excruciator, bed.

I know you waitin in the wing but I'm doin my thing

Didn't do much today. Biked for an hour-ish. Threw a bit at Tristan's. My elbow hurt from throwing some very big blades.

And I ate some stupid beans.

The word is that mad heads will be running around tomorrow. Hopefully they will so I can join them. Otherwise it'll be more bicycle.

Air conditioning is so nice.

In fact I'm just previewing it

Pretty sweet practice today. Everyone ran hard and played pretty well. I felt like I was running faster and for longer than I have all year. Apparently not assaulting my lungs everyday is paying off. My throws were alright but basically I only threw twenty-yard ins and some blades. E.Herbst played like a man's man, getting open at will. That will be nice.

Ate some beans at dinner. Ugh.

Went to the gym after and pretty much just biked, but I did a few sets of bench, curls, forearms, and calves.

Unfortunately Has didn't have more beans when Benjamin got there, so I had to eat a bannanananan fuck that word.

Running tomorrow. Be there.

Fresh out the fryin pan, into the fire

This is proving much more difficult than anticipated.

It is getting me much more amped up for disc than anticipated. I have never been more motivated to not be a little bitch.

I just want to be good at everything.

Intermurals was practically pickup. I am not sure if that is their intended purpose. I find it difficult to get motivated to turn a 14-5 win into 15-2 win. I threw a bunch of shitty hammers and a bunch of mediocre blades, mostly for points. Throwing to Tom isn't fair. I also ghost-handed a pancake catch on our defending end-zone. No one is safe from Sassper, the Ghost-handing Ghost.

Both the other teams in the league seem douchey and completely unfun. The Gunxx vs. Gunxy matchup will be fun, and is surprisingly even.

Excruciator, pushups, bed.

Allow me to reintroduce myself

http://dopacetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-breaking-up-with-your-girlfriend.html

Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for fronting

Vertical stripes.

Pushups and Excruciator. Start it up.