2 vs 4
Had another game of ultimate last friday and it was just 6 of us on the field this time (2 pulled out at the last minute) 8 is a passable number but 6 is pushing it for a game and push we did. Anyway since it was Ian (aka frisbee king)we had to split it into 2 and 4. It was a pretty relaxed game, too relaxed as we found ourselves losing anyway (either the 2 were really that good, or 4 of us were really lousy or a combination of both). The windy conditions didn't make it any easier either and we called it a day to go for a nice dinner at Hare and Tortoise (where I dumped some banana skin at the door in protest of the long queue and Ali tries to chat up the waitress - although I don't think asking for something more expensive than what's in the menu would do)
Us = Me = Ridiculosity
You know things are getting ridiculous when people don't express their expectations and when you don't fulfill them, you've 'failed' somewhat.
And then you find yourself apologizing for something which is not entirely your fault.
You also realise that you were always alone in it from the start and begin to wonder how big have you built this castle in the sky.
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