Day two, just like poo.

Well, day two of Nationals, and we are on a roll. We are perfectly consistent, having lost both games, maintaining our O-fer record: 0-5.

I think I can safely say, I remember little of the day. We played Meth first, and, once again, started off well, losing the half 7-8, but only just barely.

And the we started sucking.

And never recovered.

We lost to Meth 15-10. And followed that game up with a 15-8 loss to Donkey Bomb. I think the only thing any of us can say is, "What the?"

Highlights of the day: Kris' parents flew down to visit us, and showed up in the second half of the first game.

I had a brilliant almost D in a zone point. Everyone thought I had the D (myself included) expect the opponent who somehow (how? had to have been magic, because I have absolutely no idea how) caught the disc.

Lisa calling my writing style, "Stacato."

Kris making a brilliant sky on a guy 6" taller than he, then showboating after he threw the score.

Dinner with the in-laws.

Low points of the day: missing the massive team skinny dip into the ocean.

Losing. Again. And again.

Blurting out my mental chatter, loud enough for my opponent to hear.

Missing that close D.

So, the highest we can place is 13th at this point. If we manage that, we'll have broken seed by two.

Here's hoping for two wins.