Why are referees blind? Tonight I was whistled for my first ever penalty in broomball in 4 seasons. And what did I do? Absolutely NOTHING. An opposing player and myself were battling for the ball on the boards; the outer edges of the rink were lined with puddles of water due to warmer weather over the past week. Well, the opposing player got his foot stuck in a water-filled hole, slipped and then tripped. The next thing I know I get whistled for interference. Everyone including the other team knew the guy fell on his own except the ref. What a moron. Being down 1-0, that penalty led to a power play goal for the opposing team. Funny how the other teams only 2 shots on goal went in. Unfortunately for us, we were not blessed with the same luck for none of our shots on goal scored. 2 minute penalty. 2-0 loss. 2 losses for our team on the year. Too weird.
Thankfully my night didn't end up a total loss for the Huskies defeated the Sun Devils in college hoops. Phew.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
Where's Dr. Feelgood?
Went home early from work today suffering from a head cold. Don't know how I got sick because the night before I played on my friends' basketball team through our company league (we won that game), and felt just fine. Well I've been sleeping all day, taking my Vitamin C and other medications, but still my body feels weak.
Hopefully it's gone by the weekend.
Hopefully it's gone by the weekend.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
What's a Sugar Beet?
Finally the day is over, and long one it was. Had to turn in a homework assignment in for class, chair a meeting at work, go to class, pick up a friend from the airport, and then proceed to lose in tonight's soccer game. Luckily, the night ended with a good note by watching 24 at a friend's house in which his wife has some left over Adobo I had for dinner. The day was made even longer because I didn't get home until 2 AM last night. Why?
Stupid snow. My friends and I came back from Forest River, ND last night. A trip that on average takes 6 hours was an 8 hour one for us because of the heavy snowfall last night. Ironically, it all melted today.
But what were we doing Forest River, ND? The answer is Curling. Yes, the good old Canadian sport of curling. The essence of shuffle board, bocce ball, bowling and household chores mixed into one goofy game on ice. It was the 11th annual Bonspiel, so they called the outdoor curling tournament. For being first time curlers, our team won 2 games but also lost 2 games. Not too shabby, being that the teams we lost two ended up placing in the tournament of 54 teams. Much like ice fishing, this curling tournament was not so much about the sport as it was another excuse to booze it up in the winter weather. Yeah, the crazy things you do in the Midwest. "Doncha know?"
The long trip was well worth it for it had many laughs along the way. The funniest moment was when our friend, Jesse who is from Forest River, pointed out the local sugar beet processing factory. Raised in the suburbs of Seattle, I had never heard of a sugar beet, nor did the other passenger in the car who was born in Chicago. I always thought all sugar came from sugar canes. Well, apparently Jesse tried to convince us that many farms around ND harvest sugar beets. And being as we've never seen a sugar beet before, we proceeded to laugh at her because we weren't convinced that sugar beets existed at all. Minutes later, we pull along a semitruck with an open-aired cage trailer that was completely empty, and Jesse says, "See that truck. It carries sugar beets." I glance at the empty truck, and can't resist the family sarcasm charm, "Oh yeah, I see lots of sugar beets. It's amazing how INVISIBLE they are. Those mythical vegetables, probably planted by unicorn turd."
Oh the laughs of North Dakota, Eh?
Stupid snow. My friends and I came back from Forest River, ND last night. A trip that on average takes 6 hours was an 8 hour one for us because of the heavy snowfall last night. Ironically, it all melted today.
But what were we doing Forest River, ND? The answer is Curling. Yes, the good old Canadian sport of curling. The essence of shuffle board, bocce ball, bowling and household chores mixed into one goofy game on ice. It was the 11th annual Bonspiel, so they called the outdoor curling tournament. For being first time curlers, our team won 2 games but also lost 2 games. Not too shabby, being that the teams we lost two ended up placing in the tournament of 54 teams. Much like ice fishing, this curling tournament was not so much about the sport as it was another excuse to booze it up in the winter weather. Yeah, the crazy things you do in the Midwest. "Doncha know?"
The long trip was well worth it for it had many laughs along the way. The funniest moment was when our friend, Jesse who is from Forest River, pointed out the local sugar beet processing factory. Raised in the suburbs of Seattle, I had never heard of a sugar beet, nor did the other passenger in the car who was born in Chicago. I always thought all sugar came from sugar canes. Well, apparently Jesse tried to convince us that many farms around ND harvest sugar beets. And being as we've never seen a sugar beet before, we proceeded to laugh at her because we weren't convinced that sugar beets existed at all. Minutes later, we pull along a semitruck with an open-aired cage trailer that was completely empty, and Jesse says, "See that truck. It carries sugar beets." I glance at the empty truck, and can't resist the family sarcasm charm, "Oh yeah, I see lots of sugar beets. It's amazing how INVISIBLE they are. Those mythical vegetables, probably planted by unicorn turd."
Oh the laughs of North Dakota, Eh?
Thursday, February 10, 2005
A Late Night
What a terrible week. Yesterday, I turned in my first project of the semester. This Spring I'm enrolled in a class that I thought would be easy and fun. Turns out Bizarro is teaching this class, and it's just the opposite. I've averaged less than 4 hours of sleep the past couple of days. I'm ready to crash. I'm just glad this first project is over and done with. Now onto the hard stuff.
In other news, we have another broomball game tonight. Our team is now 6-0. But we lost a key player last week because he dislocated his shoulder when he fell on the ice. As foolish as this sounds, the ice was really slippery in our last game. I bruised my hand falling to the ground, but better that than a dislocated shoulder. *knock on wood*
In other news, we have another broomball game tonight. Our team is now 6-0. But we lost a key player last week because he dislocated his shoulder when he fell on the ice. As foolish as this sounds, the ice was really slippery in our last game. I bruised my hand falling to the ground, but better that than a dislocated shoulder. *knock on wood*
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