Glory Days info

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Let me first explain specifically what action qualified for each statistic. A "D" tally was given to a player who made a play on a disc to induce a turnover. I judged whether or not you had to put forth any effort to defend the disc. If you simply stood there and had a disc thrown right at you that you could just swat down, you didn't get a tally. An "easy drop/turn" was awarded if you drop a fairly routine pass such as a swing. I did not count an easy drop/turn against anyone if it was a horrible throw and the receiver was forced to make a play on the disc.

Now onto hucks. I figure only 4-5 guys on the whole team even throw hucks so why not see who throws the most hucks that are "catchable." The stat "quality huck" is awarded to a player who throws a huck downfield that is either completed or a has an extremely high chance of being completed. A player can be rewarded a quality huck even if the receiver misreads the disc, as long as the receiver had a high percentage chance of catching the disc. A "shit huck" is tallied if a player throws a huck that may lead the receiver too much, be thrown to no receiver in particular, or if it is just a horrible huck. A shit huck is never a completed huck. If a player throws a shitty huck and it is completed by an incredible layout, no stat is rewarded to the thrower.

I also recorded assists which basically told us what we already know: handlers throw the most scores. The other stat I took was the "dumb throw stat" This stat is used to record when players make an ill-advised throw to a player that may not be open. It may be a turf, and extremely low throw, but it always results in a turn. Now onto the Saturday games...

First game was at 9 against Maharishi. Didn't make it in time for this game but IHUC was victorious in something like 13-4 or 13-3. Next game was against North Park. The stats I took didn't reveal all that much about anything. Gleason got a footblock but also forced up 2 shit hucks. He also had 2 quality hucks to outweigh those shit hucks. Shit hucks aren't always bad though. Against a team like North Park who turns the disc a lot, shit hucks can just be looked at as punts. Against a Colorado or Stanford, we will have to take less of these calculated risks because those teams rarely if ever turn the disc. Player of the game was Elliot with 2 quality hucks and 4 assists. Other notable stats were Beltz with a D, Cooper with a footblock, Shark with a D, and Bk with a D. We kept this team in the game for way too long. I don't think we pulled away until it was something like 4-4. The reason they were in the game was because of stupid drops/turns. If we are going to make a dumb throw to a cutter that has a hard mark on him then lets at least be out of our own end zone.

Next game against Grinnel. Stats all over the place so I can tell that a lot of rookies played this game. Adam, Nick, Elliot and BK had D's while Ed, Garrett and Dudge had footblocks. Our team ratio of quality hucks to shitty hucks was 4/4. That doesn't sound too hot but we made up for it in the next game. Easy drops/turns and dumb throws were up this game though. If we can work on lowering our easy drop/turns per game to around 2, instead of 4-5, we will be a much better team.

Illinois X was the 2nd best team in our pool so it wasn't going to be an easy win. I'd say one of the biggest reasons we won was that we made smart decisions. Our hucks were 100 percent money the whole game, 10 quality and only 1 shitty huck. We also only had 1 easy drop/turn the entire game. All of this and 6 d's across the board resulted in a 5 or 6 point victory. Player of the game was Gleason with 5 quality hucks and 7 assists.

Rookie game was fucking hilarious. Mike and Garrett had to have earned some street cred for not being fucking idiots with stupid throws. Dropped pull by "girlfriend" may have nullified what was earned by boyfriend however.

After all this madness I went home and showered even though I didn't get to play all weekend. Thought we were going to go over to one of the girls house after the rookies tore up homecoming but that never happened. Instead, Bradley and I decided to go win 10 straight games of beer pong. We were then defeated by some scrub team for the sole fact that I could barely stand up after 10 games of beer pong. Don't remember exactly what happened after this, there were some girls in the basement from saucy I assume. Garrett, Nick and Sergei got back and I talked to Nick for a little while and then decided to walk back to my place. I believe I ran into a group consisting of Garrett, Bk and someone else. I proceeded to give BK my weed and then walk home. I remember walking in the street the entire time for no apparent reason. Once I turned on to my street which is about a 5 minute walk from Sean's an idea hit me. Keep in mind that I was at the point of the night where any idea that popped into my head seemed like a great idea.

I decided to go exploring. I walked on the sidewalk, barely able to hold a straight path, right past my house. I then sat down indian style on the sidewalk. I pondered my next course of action. Eventually I decided I was going to sneak around to one of my neighbors house and ding dong ditch them. The lived across the street about 3 houses down from mine. A normal person would probably just run up to the door and ring the doorbell then run away. A winky would decide to cut through his yard and his neighbors yard, hop the neighbors fence, and hide behind it in fear that someone may be onto him. After resting for a minute or so Winky then proceeded to cut through all of the rest of his neighbors yards; making his way around the cul de sack to the target house. In the middle of this rampage I remembered that the target house also housed a milf. A new objective was now clearly present: lure the milf out of the house so I can see if shes still a cutie.

It took around 5 minutes (drunk time) to make it around to the target house. My game plan was simple, chill in the bushes on the side of the house around 20 feet from the front door. When the time was right I would walk up to the door, ring the doorbell, and then proceed to a new location across the street where I would have a good view of the door. In the ideal world everything would be executed according to plan. Basically, if I wasn't drunk I think I could have pulled this off.

It all happened so fast, I went up to the door and rang the doorbell. Then I just froze. I couldn't think of anything to do. I didn't even know where I was. I kind of just stood there for who the hell knows how long. I don't even remember if anyone answered the door, I just remember eventually running across the street and into one of my neighbors backyards. I knew that I had to get back inside because I was clearly a liability. Actually that's that I thought after I woke up the next morning, at the time I was probably just really hungry. Went inside and saw that it was like 1:30, fucking stupid. Parents were asleep, thank god.

The next morning I woke up at 8 and tried to walk around but my foot still hurt so I couldn't play. Decided it'd be better to sleep rather than drive to the fields with my BAC still way above the legal limit. Woke up again at 10 and still felt like I was 3 beers up. Ouch.

Overall Glory days seemed like a sweet tournament and I'd like to play in it next year.