"Kickass" is one way to describe yesterday.
Saturday was the second day of the water polo tournament. Remember in the last post where I said that I thought that we'd be playing easier teams now? A little bit of that mixed with us playing a helluva lot better contributed to 3 wins (all our games) and a rank of 1st place for that day. What makes things even more interesting is that that people who were suppposed to come be subs didn't show up, so we had just enough players to qualify as a team and be eligible play, which also meant that everyone would have to play ironman (playing the entire game without ever coming out for a break) all 3 games. I've played ironman only once before, and I already thought it was tiring as hell. Now we'd all have to do it 3 times in a day. And since we won each game, our next one was only about half an hour later. Ironman + 3 games half an hour apart = tired pissless. Yet we still came out on top.
First game against Eastlake was average... all the way up until the middle of third quarter when Grant got ejected for the 3rd time, which meant a kickout from the rest of the game. That's when things got a technical. And since we only had enough players for one team, that meant that we had to play man-down for the rest of the game. Before Grant's kickout, the score was something like 9 - 6, us. At the end of the game, we won 11- 9.
Our second game didn't start off to well. By half time we were down 4 - 0. But in the end we won 6 - 4. We didn't let them score any goals and we ourselves scored 6. Can you say underdog?
Nothing particulary interesting happened in our third game.
Right after the tournament and feeling good, I went back to MC where the band tournament was going on and I had to work.
2 hours before my shift starts someone finds me and is like, "We need you working NOW." Less than 10 minutes into the job and I was reminded by how hectic the whole thing is. They were short of workers and the entire show schedule had been pushed back 15 minutes, but not all of the band directors had gotten word, so our job was to find them (which was a challenge in itself) and inform them of the update. Brings back memories from last year when I had the task of finding all the bands as they arrived, greeting them, and then escorting them to the start of the parade line. Everything was supposed to be very meticulous and planned out, but things started getting frustrating when busses were late, busses were parking in the wrong spots (making them harder than they already were to find), and the bands were running off somewhere onto campus to warm up. Luckily, my job this year wasn't anything near as frustrating.
I spent most of my time there hanging out with Melissa, Mallory, Ellen, Girish, a few other orchestra volunteers, Chris, Wes, Patty, Nauzli, Ann, and a lot of other people which too lazy to recall right now.
I got home at 11:30, and fell into bed exhausted. It was a good day.
Saturday was the second day of the water polo tournament. Remember in the last post where I said that I thought that we'd be playing easier teams now? A little bit of that mixed with us playing a helluva lot better contributed to 3 wins (all our games) and a rank of 1st place for that day. What makes things even more interesting is that that people who were suppposed to come be subs didn't show up, so we had just enough players to qualify as a team and be eligible play, which also meant that everyone would have to play ironman (playing the entire game without ever coming out for a break) all 3 games. I've played ironman only once before, and I already thought it was tiring as hell. Now we'd all have to do it 3 times in a day. And since we won each game, our next one was only about half an hour later. Ironman + 3 games half an hour apart = tired pissless. Yet we still came out on top.
First game against Eastlake was average... all the way up until the middle of third quarter when Grant got ejected for the 3rd time, which meant a kickout from the rest of the game. That's when things got a technical. And since we only had enough players for one team, that meant that we had to play man-down for the rest of the game. Before Grant's kickout, the score was something like 9 - 6, us. At the end of the game, we won 11- 9.
Our second game didn't start off to well. By half time we were down 4 - 0. But in the end we won 6 - 4. We didn't let them score any goals and we ourselves scored 6. Can you say underdog?
Nothing particulary interesting happened in our third game.
Right after the tournament and feeling good, I went back to MC where the band tournament was going on and I had to work.
2 hours before my shift starts someone finds me and is like, "We need you working NOW." Less than 10 minutes into the job and I was reminded by how hectic the whole thing is. They were short of workers and the entire show schedule had been pushed back 15 minutes, but not all of the band directors had gotten word, so our job was to find them (which was a challenge in itself) and inform them of the update. Brings back memories from last year when I had the task of finding all the bands as they arrived, greeting them, and then escorting them to the start of the parade line. Everything was supposed to be very meticulous and planned out, but things started getting frustrating when busses were late, busses were parking in the wrong spots (making them harder than they already were to find), and the bands were running off somewhere onto campus to warm up. Luckily, my job this year wasn't anything near as frustrating.
I spent most of my time there hanging out with Melissa, Mallory, Ellen, Girish, a few other orchestra volunteers, Chris, Wes, Patty, Nauzli, Ann, and a lot of other people which too lazy to recall right now.
I got home at 11:30, and fell into bed exhausted. It was a good day.
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