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Super Dreary Sonics

On Tuesday, Maria and Maura suddenly had four tickets to the Sonics game, so they invited me along. Jon was stuck at work, so I called around and got Courtney to tag along as well. Yup, I went to a game with three hot girls; I’m that much of a stud.

At any rate, the company was much better than the game. The first three-and-a-half quarters were disgusting to watch. The Sonics were flat on their feet, lacked hustle, and lacked direction. I’m really starting to dislike the new coach, Bob Weiss, who seems to lack any competetive fire and doesn’t seem to do a very good coaching job either. For example, his substitutions seem (to me at least) just motions. Its like he’s substituing because, thats what a coach supposed to do, not because it actaully makes sense. For example, when he brought in Potapenko to replace Petro (who was doing fine), Vitaly went on to brick two easy shots (one should have been a dunk!). Furthermore, I think he needs to use the bench as role players, and give them specific direction when they come in.

For example, when Weiss brought in Radmanovic, Vladimir didn’t really know what to do with himself. First, he needed to establish his inside game — to go hard to the basket the first three or four times he got the ball. He’s fast and he needs to get respect for his drive before he establishes his mid and long-range game. Instead, he wandered around the court, threw the ball away, and hesitated at every opporunity. And speaking of hesitation, Nick Collison missed a couple of shots early and then stopped taking them, effectively removing him as a threat.

As a coach, Weiss should have seen this and pulled him aside and told him, I want you to take the shot the next two tims you touch the ball. Collison is a good player with a strong mid-range game — there’s no reason for him to stop shooting after missing a couple. But instead of seeing him make any good decisions, I saw Weiss take a poorly-timed timeout, argue a call which the ref had clearly called properly (perhaps this was his atttempt to fire up the team?), and generally look unhappy and fat in the process. I want Nate back.

After the game, I ended up getting a ride bak to my truck with Courtney. Before, Maria and Maura had picked me up from the U-Disctrict in her very nice Impreza RS 2.5 — complete with leather! However, I left my backpack in Maria’s car. The girls dropped it off with Jon, and when I went to pick it up, we ended up talking for a long time about stuff that I mostly didn’t really care about. I finally just had to say, “talk later” and take off, since on Wednesday, I had a wonderful Math Midterm (#2!) to take. Well, long story short… I have no idea how I did, other than the fact that I’m pretty sure I missed at least a quarter of the points. ><

Apple Cup ’05

This pretty much sums it up (from Yahoo sports):

Washington – 1:07
1st-10, WASH30 1:07 I. Stanback rushed up the middle for 3 yard loss
2nd-13, WASH27 1:07 I. Stanback incomplete pass to the right
3rd-11, WASH29 0:41 I. Stanback incomplete pass to the right
4th-11, WASH29 0:35 I. Stanback incomplete pass to the right

26-22 Cougars

Baltimore, Baby!

The first activity on Saturday, a morning brunch at the Carpenter’s — good friends of the groom’s parents — consisted of excellent food and great company.

From there, we boarded a bus that took us to the Naval-Marine Memorial Stadium to watch the Navy versus Air Force football game. The game started out slow and sloppy, with most of the impressive plays coming from running and due to poor defense — not a single throwing play showed any passing prowess, but rather poor defensive ability. Through the first three quarters, Air Force outplayed Navy, but the Midshipmen hung right with an Air Force squad that looked stronger for most of that game, never falling behind by more than 10. In the final quarter, the Navy squad turned up the heat and staged an impressive comeback, winning with a field goal with 5 seconds left.

However, a key question about the game surrounds why an apparent safety created by an excellent defensive stand by Air Force during the 3rd quarter was turned into a simple down near the goal line with possession retained by Navy. This change in of one play outcome may have very well changed the outcome of the game – but finding no information about that play in the reports of the game, I can’t say for sure what really happened there.

After the game, we got back on the bus, returned to our vehicle, bought a gift for the couple, and headed out for the next phase of the party, a dinner at the Tanner’s, more friends of the family. Once again the food was excellent – especially the meatballs – and the company was great. I caught up with some cousins and had a good time playing with the youngest generation of kids.

Finally, we returned to our hotel where I watched UCLA’s impressive come-from-behind victory over Cal — a game that showed two top-tier teams locked in an Epic battle that only one could win. Unlike in the Navy-Air Force game, both teams showed excellent passing, running, and defensive capabilities. The level of play exhibited in the game was leaps and bounds higher than in the game I watched earlier in the day. However, to be fair to Air Force and Navy, the Falcons and Midshipmen did have to put up with a soggy field and drizzle throughout the game, whereas the California teams had a dry field to play on.


While playing counterstrike tonight, I got invited to be a fifth for a scrim. I accepted, and though I was outclassed by the rest of my team, I held my own, going 8-8 and 5-5 and figuratively carrying my own weight. I like to think that my willingness to sacrifice myself helped out some too. The guys I was playing with were actually really good – after the first team we were scrimming copped out after losing four straight, we played it easy on the next team until they were hooked, virtually deadlocking the first round 7-8. Next, we were CTs, and turned up the heat a little bit (well, my teammates did at any rate), and won the next 8. It was a lot of fun, and they’d have me back in a similar situation in the future. It was a good challenge too.


Four weeks ago, I landed hard on the inside part of my heel on my right foot after jumping in an attempt to catch a Frisbee (I missed it). Afterwards, my foot hurt, and got me to limping for the rest of the day. Indeed, much of the next week it continued to bother me, although I was still able to play because I could run o the ball of my right foot and it wouldn’t hurt. Two weeks later, I was becoming concerned, so I decided to see my doctor about it. An X-ray later, he said that the bones were fine – I was the proud owner of a deep bruise.

All I’ve got to say is that the bruise is really, really deep. Now four weeks later, my foot is still sore, and my mobility is still limited. I can run, but not well, and my max speed is maybe 85% of what it should be. It is my acceleration was hit the hardest. While the doctor said that playing on it shouldn’t make it last any longer, I don’t know if I should trust that assessment, considering every time I run around on it, it hurts a lot. On the other hand, sitting around is hardly an attractive option.

Six Times a Week

The last two weeks, I have had the chance to play Ultimate six times a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with a group near my work during lunch, Tuesday and Saturday with the Robinswood Park crew, and Thursdays with a UW intramural team. This has not come without a toll. Six days ago, Monday last week, I tweaked out a muscle and ended up hobbling around during Frisbee Tuesday evening. I skipped Wednesday at work, and then was feeling better after some well-advised streching that Jeana suggested. However, on Thursday at the UW, I felt the tweak coming back, but kept moving and faught it off successfully. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough and we lost by a point. Friday, I came down hard from attempting to catch a disc and landed on my right heel, bruising it. I was able to finish out the game, but it was sore and it got worse later in the day. Saturday, it was feeling better – I couldn’t run full tilt, but I hobbled around very well, considering. It is now feeling quite better, and I look forward to another game Monday at noon.


After completing a group project at BCC where one of the group members was a mysterious no-show, I ate at a church and then travelled to the UW to play a practice ultimate game with the team of Ananth, Bobby, Jacob, and others. While we started out strong, we faded quickly and eventually lost to another team that was practicing.

After the game, we headed to the dorm to drink powerade and watch the Sonics take a 3-1 series lead over the Kings. Ray Allen is clutch, Rashard Lewis needs to step it up a few notches after this series, and James in on fire. It was a fun game to watch – the Sonic never let it get as far out of hand as it did in game 3, although the first quarter ended terribly. But they stepped it up in the fourth and the Kings couldn’t match. I know its not over yet, but I’m feeling confident that the Sonics are on to round 2.