I suck at throwing frisbees
But that didn’t matter yesterday when I joined in on a pickup game of ultimate frisbee at 7th & Lombard yesterday afternoon. My sister who was in town for the weekend loves playing ultimate so we found a group online made up mostly of Jefferson med students. I wasn’t really intent on playing because unlike my sister, I stink donkey doo @ it. But I finally jumped in when they needed another person. I managed to catch most of the passes to me, but my fellow teammates were graciously patient and kind with my lackluster throwing abilities. Ultimate players are a great bunch. Ultra-friendly, competitive–but not aggressively so, quick to shrug off a botched play no matter who’s at fault. All games, even tournaments, are self-officiated–no referees or instant replays–anyone can call a foul and usually it’s the person who committed the foul who’s the first to speak up.
Anyway, I got a great workout sprinting up & down the field and covering a gal who could run with a mean quickness. Everyone was so friendly and I rarely get a chance to play team sports, so I’m sure I’ll be back there tossing the disc badly sometime soon.