Choppers Landing

We were a few points into our 4 on 4 today when this official looking dude in his all black suit strolled over and mentioned that our Ultimate field was about to become the LZ for 3 choppers… “20 minutes out” he said as he headed back to his row of all black 15 passenger vans parked along the street across the parade field.

So we flinged (flung?), hucked, pulled, caught (some…it was a sloppy early part of the game) and even ran when required. It was a good “core day”. When we don’t get as many players, it’s a good bet that we still get Kashyap, Mallard, Bob, Wings, Sniper, Jason, Frank, and yours truly.

Anyway, when the choppers were due in we decided to head up the street to the soccer fields….or for those of us who have been here a few years….they are actually the old Ultimate fields. Nostalgia blossomed, the fields actually felt a little softer, and we ran for another 30 minutes, actually going a little overtime today (apologies to those who needed to get back to work).

Fun Question of the day….from an unnamed LTjg wanting to know when the “season” ended. He wasn’t going to be able to make it out for a while as apparently his back, knee, and other sundry parts were a little sore. How does an O-2 get so broken down? I patently explained that Ultimate had no end. It’s the cyclical life force that keeps all things in their place through the seasons….or maybe that’s my Hostess Cup Cakes, I don’t remember. Anyway, Tag (whoops, named you after all didn’t I?) get some Ibuprophen, soak or ice whatever hurts, and just keep coming out. The pain goes away eventually or you just have so much fun, you don’t care.

Play of the day today was a great arcing throw from Kashyap that Frank beat me to the corner of the end zone for. It wound up being out of bounds but it was a sweet throw and catch.







"Mallard" after complaining he missed picture day yesterday.










and his partner in crime...Bob