Well, I've finally decided that it's time to due my fatherly duty and enter the ring with Jake and Craiggers. This coliseum will erupt with manly pleasures, people weighing under 150 pounds, and one summer of club experience. Words will spew forth like Alph, the sacred river, and I will point out a similarity between Jake and Skyla with every post.
Vegas was hella frustrating (and a little scary on Sunday morning). We've been cooped up in Crown since the beginning of the calendar year, and our one chance this quarter to play outside was cut short. Balls. We didn't get a chance to really see people's strengths, and we didn't get many opportunities to work on offensive and defensive sets we wanted to try. Now we're back indoors until Spring Break (woo!), and we'll have to do what we can to get some solidified lines and build some full-field chemistry. When we get back from Georgia, we'll have just a few short weeks to pull our shit together for Sectionals, but at this point, we're restricted to small spaces, visualization, and hard conditioning. That being said, Vegas most certainly had its moments, like Dinger Dan pulling off a chest hair for Shane/Zubair, and it was just really unfortunate to have rain for the second year in a row. While I anticipate that we will look at other winter tournament options going forward, I would say that there is still a good chance we'll be returning to Vegas next year with hopes of good weather and great ultimate.
At this point, we're continuing on with our pod workouts, looking forward to Spring Break, and getting pumped for Sectionals and Regionals.
Arriving fashionably late,
Hupps
P.S. - Jake and Skyla have the same number of vowels in both their first and last names (y-inclusive).
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