Breaking News: Dartmouth men to become “Love Train” in ’10
Was just visiting the alma mater for med school interviews and got word from the underclassmen that Dartmouth’s going to fully embrace the Love next year.
The Pain Train may roll, but Love conquers all.
Got at least a handful of ideas to explore going forwards…we’ll see how well I settle back in once I’m back in Japan as far as posting schedules go.
Exciting Times in College Ultimate
Maybe this is already old hat for current UPA members, but especially internationals might be interested to read up on some of the (proposed) changes in the works for this year’s college series.
A regular season, active observer calls, wow. Could be a whole new world this year. Perhaps C1 sank so the rest could float faster and higher.
Is College Ultimate "IT?"
Given the recent news of the NCUA (thus far getting an admittedly lesser response than the initial C1 announcement–which is sure to change once the weekend is over), and this particular post by Dusty (even if the blogging has stopped, he’s still worth reading), I’ve been pondering this question over the last couple days.
Is it all downhill after college? Certainly the level of play rises, but the excitement is different there. While I can watch elite ultimate and think to myself, “So long as I keep working, I can do that too,” I think it’s a lot easier for your typical ultimate fan (? maybe I should put “player” here instead) to look at collegiate ultimate and feel more connected/relate more to the game. If we’re looking for a showcase with potentially broad appeal, perhaps college ultimate IS the way to go. In the long run, perhaps packaging and selling collegiate ultimate will lead to the most “success” (here defined as increased public awareness and some semblance of “legitimacy” in terms of more broad-spread recognition as a varsity sport). I really don’t have enough of an education in the way ultimate has grown so far or a good understanding of potential markets to say anything about these developments with any certainty, but it’s certainly an exciting time to be an ultimate player! I’m very interested to see where this period of relative turmoil leads–the bet here is that by 2010 we see a stable system commonly accepted as the norm, but 2009 remains a very clouded picture and what happens this year will determine what becomes “acceptable” in the season following.
Rather than such grandiose notions, my main contemplation has been more personal. Namely, in my post-college-partum depression, will elite ultimate really be something I want to pursue?
It was easy for me to be motivated and work hard in college–I wasn’t working just for myself, but I knew that my own work contributed to the team and that team was something more than simply a team–the team was (and remains) my family. You probably read all of Hector’s goings-ons about Wisconsin, despite he himself being years removed from playing there. It speaks volumes to the pull that the Alma Mater can have, even while playing at the sport’s supposedly highest level.
Is it even close to possible to recapture some of that fire and passion playing with a group of guys who I don’t live with and learn with and stay up much later than is appropriate to play Smash Bros. (the N64 original–Ness and PK Thunder saves 4eva) with? I don’t think so.
I think Dusty is spot-on in assessing the motivations of the two divisions. Club is elite, but college is passionate. Until ultimate as an entity is big enough to support full-time elite players, we absolutely can and should focus on building at the grassroots level, building at the collegiate level.
Whoops. I did say I don’t really know what I’m talking about…I’ll leave it there.
Please feel free to chip in with your thoughts here–apologies to my Aussie readers, I’m not sure how much of this actually has relevance to the way you structure things over there.
Disc Summit at Akashi Beach
Been a while since I had cause to do a tourney writeup…this is less a writeup proper and more a short impression, since it was so brief (one day).
A few lessons I learned from today:
1) Navigating in Japan by car is harder than you think.
2) I’m really out of shape.
3) There’s a rather significant ultimate population in Japan (the tourney had some 14 or 16 teams!?–the majority of which were 90-100% Japanese. University clubs are becoming more poplar here, it seems)–it’s just not concentrated close to where I live and work. Feel free to get in touch with me if you ever happen to be out East and in search of some action.
4) Even out of shape and out of practice, my throws remain solid–more on that later this week.
5) Turning a 2-hour trip into a 5-hour one does not, in fact, do a driver’s body well. Ouch.
I racked up a layout D in my first game (second point, I think)–if you’re ever picking up with a team and you need to prove you’re legit in a hurry (say you show up 3 hours late and really need to prove that you were worth the wait), get ho.
There’s some stuff from the summer version here. The site and condition were pretty much exactly the same, maybe a little rainier, but you get the idea.
Apparently Obligatory C1 Post
I’ve already said my piece on RSD:
1) I’m glad I just graduated and don’t have to make this decision
2) I’m glad the boys left behind weren’t picked in this “elite” group
and don’t have to make this decision.
It’s a good time for all of us on the outside, pontificating and
theorizing–outside of a few recurring themes in discussion, though, I
don’t see most of the RSD chatter leading to much. Idle hands and all
that.
Honestly, there’s not too much point in fussing at this point. I could say I hate it, I can say I love the idea, but neither would be a particularly useful opinion in, oh, a month or two, when the series is inevitably altered significantly to make it more equitable. Or at least more workable for the UPA in some fashion or another.
The question should not be: “What do you want to happen,” or “What do you think,” but simply: “What do you think will happen?”
(even that question doesn’t particularly need answering)
I applaud people with legitimate concerns who have raised them, but at this point all that needs saying has been said, commentary has been made, well’s run dry. Everybody just calm down. Embrace the zen, realize that there are things you cannot control, and simply enjoy the excitement.
Idle hands.
The 2008 UPA BoD Election
Check out the candidate statements, audio interviews (after you log in–though I had technical difficulty accessing them. Perhaps because I’m in Japan right now?), and the Huddle’s coverage, too.
Who am I voting for? First, a few impressions:
In my voting, these three were the ones who really stood out. It’s really hard for me to choose against Henry, and similarly I feel like Gwen simply HAS to be on the board with her broad experience and what she wants to do with the sport. Additionaly, while I really like Catherine’s ideas, I also have a feeling that a lot of what she will do is either possible outside of board involvement or can still be submitted to the board whether or not she’s on it. So, I’m going with the two people I think most likely to make a difference in what the board DOES, not simply bringing ideas to the mix–Gwen Ambler and Henry Thorne. How about you? Sign in to your account and vote. Honorable mentions (in my book) go to Todd Leber, who has some great, revolutionary ideas, but whose platform has little else of relevance to UPA members (nothing in his experience or his numerous RSD writings suggest he has an interest in anything short of semi-pro ultimate–making him better suited as, for instance, the president of Major League Ultimate rather than a board member of the Ultimate Player’s Association), and Jamie Nuwer, whose interests are very much after my own heart (Sports Medicine and ultimate and where the two meet), and who has done some great things with the Injury Timeout website (PLEASE look at this site! Be a resource for your teammates. The value of somebody with even a halfway informed idea of how to take care of an injured person is invaluable at practices and tournaments alike!)…hopefully she runs again in the next election.
Nationals Coverage
For those of you who don’t follow RSD (congrats), some pics of college natties are up online. I reserve the right to link to a picture of me (I was very impressed with the quality and quantity of shots of me playing in the Arizona game–incidentally, the best game of my ultimate career).
CP put up some good Dartmouth highlights(from the same website) on his blog, too.
Nothing like reliving the glory day(s).
Post #150! 7/19-20: Ow My Knee, or: "Hey. Just so you know. We’re really good at ultimate."
And so it was that the 25th-seeded pickup team won.
What a great change of pace. After a long denouement to my ultimate career after regionals, with a brief, minor peak against Arizona at nationals, I’d found my passion for play fading (though my fascination with learning and teaching in this sport and otherwise continues as strong as ever).
But a glimmer of hope. Strangely, found it whilst tooling on some 15 and 16 year olds at the summer camp I was working at (perhaps you’ve heard of CTY? More than a few ultimate types got their start playing there, despite the camp ostensibly having nothing to do with ultimate). Somewhere in the flurry of terrible decisions and missed executions, punctuated by goals scored by yours truly (and staff accompaniment), I found it.
What was it? The joy of playing, of course! I had forgotten what it felt like. Those weeks of practice between regionals and nationals–they weren’t joyful. They were focused, they were dedicated to improving ourselves. They were work. Even at nationals, that sense of work stuck. Only when I could bring it all to fruition and really play in Colorado did it all mean something.
Similarly, I’d been tooling around with my throws, sure, thinking a lot about ultimate, yes, but I’d been missing the joy. The dam started leaking tooling on the teenagers, and the trickle became a river playing in Ow My Knee, tooling on dults.
Why lie. It’s a lot of fun to be good. It’s easy when you win. Playing this weekend, with a team of friends who not only played, but were damn good, was EXACTLY what I needed.
Particularly on Sunday, when we played legitimate mixed teams, that practice, and take themselves seriously, it was great to go and chill, pile together, and drink water during timeouts and halftime while our opponents huddled together and talked strategy. And then go back out and beat them (like our come-from-behind, universe point victory over 7 express in the final–we were down something like 7-10 when the cap horn sounded).
This is less a recap and more a rejoicing–this is why I play ultimate. I had my doubts about playing elite when I return stateside (and easing those doubts is not a guarantee that I’ll feel any more confident in a year’s time when I get back from Japan, where I’m teaching English next year), but my passion has been re-invigorated.
College is impossible to recapture–the people, the community, the commitment were all so different than anything I could hope to ever find again–but playing in OMK reminded me of the other aspect, that part that drew m to Dartmouth Ultimate in the first place–not the Dartmouth, but the ultimate. I love this sport.


