First round over, and it was exciting!

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Many close games (DoG vs GOAT ended 16-15 well over the time cap), and a couple upsets (Pike beat the number one seed Sockeye 15-12), and many, many games holding seed. Some games were blow outs, soe appeared to be close the whole way. I managed to watch only the first few points of a couple interesting games, dashing back to the nest to enter half time scores.

A few notes of interest:

  • The quickest game was Riot vs Nemesis (15-3), over at 10:42
  • The quickest injury was in the B+ vs Chad Larson (17-16) game. The UPA's lawyer had a "I can't look at this injury it's so gross" broken ankle injury on the fourth point of the game. He ended up leaving the tournament in an ambulance.
  • SubZero took half 8-4 on Johnny Bravo, but still lost to Bravo 15-12, for the biggest come-back of the first round.
  • The last game to end was the DoG vs GOAT game, ending at 11:54, with DoG winning 16-15
  • White shorts are big this year, with at least five Open teams wearing white or whitish shorts
  • Most common scores were 15-{3-5} in womens games, 15-{8-10} in mixed games, 15-12 in open games and 15-{5-6} in masters games.

Good lord, stop the harmonica!

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Good lord, stop the fucking harmonica.

Some random guy is up in the crow's nest playing the harmonica while we're trying to get the games going. Elizabeth turns to the guy and says, "I love it, but please stop it."

Yeah, Elizabeth!

Next time, I'm going to kick the guy out. No badge, no crow's nest. Out! Out!

Update. Oops. The guy with the harmonica was the anthem player. He was up here to start the tournament. I truly need to be more compassionate and understanding. Sigh.

First glitch of the day

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When the tournaments were created, they were saved with the scores locked. The feature is to prevent people from editing scores before/after the tournament. Having not actually used score reporter before, I didn't know how to unlock the tournament so that I could enter scores. Michael didn't recall the process either. Whoops.

Fortunately the documentation did have instructions, and we're finally good to go. Now we need some scores.

When do they tap the keg?

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My first morning of my first nationals. Here I am at the fields, in the crow's nest, thinking, "Wow. This is amazing." For people who have been here many times, who think this is just another tournament, who expect to come here every year, I say, "Go home. Let the rest of us, for whom this is a wonder, an experience, a moment, have a chance at this experience." It's more than just a tournament. It's the opportunity to see the sport we love at its finest.

My first thought here is that it's cold. No one told me it was going to be cold. Sure, at the end of the day I'll probably be thrilled with that gentle breeze coming through the crow's nest, the 10° cooler temperature, the shade. But right now, at 9:10 am (it's only 6:10 am at home! Crazy talk!), it's freaking cold. As I'm wont to say, "Cold, tired, hungry. Pick two."

I went to get a bagel for breakfast. Sans cream cheese, not my favorite breakfast, but I'll manage. On my way over, a woman noticed my "Official UPA staff" shirt, and asked, "Hey, do you know when they'll start the beer?"

Blink.

Blink, blink.

It's 8:45.

A.M.

I guess some people, well, have different priorities.

So far today, I've seen and said hello to Brokaw, Drea, Patrick Hard, Becky, Asako, Jane, Kate. I've met a bunch more people that I'm sure I'll never remember their names. And there are many others are here that I recognize: Billy Rodriquez, Mooney, Scottie. This is cool.

Who gets up at 6:30 am?

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Who gets up at 6:30 am? On the East Coast? When she was on the West Coast less than 24 hours ago? Ugh.

Heading off to the fields early to help Sandie do some last minute setup (the No Parking signs needs to go up before anyone gets there and parks in the wrong place). I'm surprised at the number of people up already, though. S, the tournament TD is up ("The sun's not up yet!"). The head coordinator is up and already eating breakfast, as were a couple other players, it looks like. Crazy people.

Scobel and I talked this morning, getting a feel for each others' history. She's excited to be here, as Ben (her son) is playing at the tournament. She woke up at 3:00 am yesterday morning in an attempt to acclimate a bit to the time change (coming from Oregon). I made a face, but then she pointed out that it's the same as now anyway, and it's that early today.

Another "Ugh."

So, the advice I've heard about the tournament so far is:

  • Bring a hat, with a brim. The sun'll be brutal. Kate
  • Buy the VC Ultimate stuff early. Elizabeth
    Apparently that's where the good stuff is, and it sells out quickly, so no debating, just buy.

Let's see what I can get Kris from the tournament.

Hmph. It's 7:03 am. I was told to be here in the lobby at 6:54.75 am. I'm here. I was here at 6:51 (surprise! I was early!). No one yet. I wonder if I'm in the right place.

On the road to Nationals

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Today was a travel day for the trip to Florida to participate in the UPA Club Nationals. Participation here is defined as help with the scores, and update the website. Not quite the participation I would have liked, but, well, it'll be a good start.

Rather than have poor Kris get up at obnoxious-early-o-clock to take me to SFO to fly to Tampa, I stayed with Greg Wolff and his girlfriend Sunita (the amazing, beautiful, intelligent, compassionate, worldly, every-woman-would-love-to-be-her Sunita). They also had a 6:30 am flight, but because they were significantly closer to the airport, and going there anyway, I went with them. It worked out well. We all flew out of SFO, they on United, I on American with Elizabeth Murray (also of SFUL fame).

Cece, who is on Red Fish, Blue Fish with Greg and Sunita, was also on the flights Elizabeth and I were on. Cece cracks me up. I like her a lot. Elizabeth and I spent time waiting at various points with Cece. She's good company.

We arrived pretty much without incident. Waited at various points for flights and other persons driving cars. At the airport, I ran into Wade and Tyler (Kaos), Dea (Fury, and hence Heidi Binder, who remembered me from El Norte, and Sam, who is engaged to Mike Payne (Jam), who I worked with on the UPA site for voting and mail blast). I also met Erik, Vic and Jeff, who are a few of the players who will be observing at the tournament.

At the hotel, I ran into Kelly Johnson (of all people!). Her team missed Nationals by 2 points. She's here to cheer on Mark, as near as I can tell. Ran into Patrick Hard, who introduced me to Nate (who I've heard about on Brass Monkey, but apparently had confused with someone else). Also met up with Will, Sandy and Michael from the UPA (but of course!). I'll be rooming with Scobel Wiggins who takes some of the most amazing ultimate photography. I'm looking forward to meeting her.

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