I still don't have an intramural champion t-shirt

I keep falling more and more behind in this journal. I can hardly remember things, but here's the highlight reel:

Tuesday we lost a frustrating game of ultimate versus XXL, Perhaps. It was even more frustrating because Angela and Tina were watching. I don't know how to explain the loss—we have more talent and experience, we just kept dropping the disc and not playing defense. Wednesday night Angela and I went to go see "Papa Married a Mormon." It was about a Catholic journalist who married a Mormon woman in a late 19th century Mormon mining town. It was very good. I wasn't really expecting that much, but it was both humorous and thought-provoking. It was about how this man and his wife helped unite a community that was once deeply divided by faith. Thursday was our city league ultimate game against French's team, which we won pretty handily. Then we had an intramural elimination game against Vance and Sammy's team. That was an awesome game. Despite not having Don, who's out of time, we won 9-8. I had a great game—including the final point, a nice lob to Johnnie who got open in the end zone off a stack on the opposite side of the field. It was just an exciting moment. Afterwords, Amy paid me a big compliment, commenting how amazingly cool I was under pressure. Friday we had an Elder's Quorum activity because the girls were on a campout (at Jerry's cabin). We just played some games. Saturday morning we were supposed to have breakfast and then go play sports, but I had to skip out for the intramural finals and I think they just played video games all morning. Meanwhile, we just barely lost the final game, 9-8. It was against XXL, Perhaps and we looked as ugly as we did Tuesday night at first. Plus we were missing Don and Kenny, and that really hurt us. But after going down 5-2, we almost came back and won it. In fact, on the last point we had four dropped passes in the end zone, all of them thrown by me, and one of them was an almost inexcusable drop by Johnnie. Then they called "last point" when the other team had the disc only a few yards from the end zone. Unfortunately we couldn't stop them. So no championship shirt for me. What a let down. Oh well. Maybe I'll have to stay at BYU just to get a shirt next season. Saturday night we just watched a movie and Sunday we had a birthday party for Sharolyn. Oh, and I sold my old projector for $435, which is about what I was expecting.

Posted June 13, 2004 (11:46 PM) | Comments (1)