What's Fish without an "i"?

Answer: "Fsh"!

Ok, I never claimed that it was a good joke, but i really like it, and Stace thought it was hillarious on our 8/9 hour drive home from Orlando Sunday.

So, update: This past weekend was Regionals in Orlando. My weekend actually started on Thursday at 9:25 when my one and only class (at least the only one I went to!) got out. I headed down to Nooga to hang at Tom's house, and we did nothing all day! Around 6:00, Janet (knoxville girl, grad from UGA, plays for IP) showed up and we went to pickup in Nooga. Great field, lots of fun. Friday morning I woke up, and left for ATL, hoping that I would get there on time, since I left over a half hour later than I wanted to. Got to ATL, found Teddy's apartment, and finally hopped in the van to get Scott from the GA Tech campus. Did you know that the sliding door windows on mini-vans roll down now! I didn't! Stacy and I had to play with that a while. So, we finally get Scott, but then we can't figure out how to get back on the interstate. And I know that is wasn't helping that Sam, Stacy and I wouldn't stop talking... so we finally end up on the interstate, but we are going the wrong way! Teddy says "It doesn't matter which way we are going right now... all that matters is that we are on the interstate! We'll turn around in a second!" So, besides that, the ride down was fairly uneventful. We did see Amy Smith, Jenny Yang, and Parag (Rival kids) on the way. We finally get to the hotel, do the hot tub thing, and then head up for showers and all that jazz. Bama kids rolled in about an hour or so after us, and we eventually hit the hay.

Saturday: We get up, Emily and Jon are there (but they got in at 4:30 am!!!), and we head to the field. Get there, see everyone, I get all excited about seeing the team since I haven't seen anyone in three weeks. Lots of talking, not really focusing on anything, which may be why Spaz almost hit me in the face with a disc as our teams were warming up on the same field. I didn't even know who threw it, and didn't care at the time... just wait! Anyway, we warm up, play Alpha Omega first, 13-3 win, then Sequence again, 13-2 win. Then the biggie... Holes and Poles (HnP). This is the game that will send us into the semi's for the first bid to nationals. We are up the WHOLE time, and somehow, they win! Final score 13-11 bad guys. So, we go into the Backdoor bracket. i know-i hate backdoor brackets, but when there are only two spots to nationals... you take every chance you can get. Anyway, fourth game on saturday was against DeathKnell, something like 13-6 ? Win. Go back to the hotel, shower, watch some football, Auburn kids hang out there. Head to dinner at Olive Garden (love it!), and Rival is there. Talk to Emmie, Amy, Jennie, finally get seated, and our waitress brings over a bottle of wine, and tells us it's a gift from Rival! Sweet! It wasn't too bad either! Ozone ladies and Chain tag-alongs show up also, and they are way louder than us, but lots of fun, talked with Jen Smith about thier day and everything. After dinner, hotel and pass out.

Sunday: Wake up, first game of the day is Rival. AGAIN. This is the fourth time in the last month that we've played Rival. Don't get me wrong, it's always a good game, but still. It's getting old playing the same teams at every tournament this fall. Anyway, they wanted to win bad, and they made us earn the win. The game was either tied, or only about two points in either direction. score: 15-13 win. Then we had to play JOTS. AGAIN. I wanted to win this game sooo badly. I wear my heart and emotions on my sleeve when I play as it is, but in against this team it is worse. I feel like I have to prove myself every single time. This time was better than the last because I did play better, breaking the shit out of their cup the couple of points I was on. And then I got scored on. Always a heart breaker. Needless to say, i took it super personal, and broke down, but was fine. I do love BV, because he always makes sure tha I am alright whenever this happens. Anyway, we wanted it, and kept it close, but they won, 15-12. And they won their next game, but did not win the game to nationals. For a complete update of the weekend, at least mixed results, go to South Regionals Mixed Results

Highlights of the weekend: trying to come up with a "whore" name for everyone on our team. Examples: Stacy is the Cuddle Whore, Susie the Attention Whore, me the BFF Whore/Drool Whore, Adam the Picky Whore, Ray the Friend Whore... you get my drift. Great fun, and good Iso's for the future. Free Wine from Rival. Dinner with the team. Hanging out with everyone. Playing well. Not a Giver. Stacy doesn't back down... ok, i've got to stop!

SOO, club season is over, and I'm kinda happy about not having to travel as much, but I'm sad because it's over. I don't regret anything from this season, not the time i've spent in my car, nor the massive amounts of money I have spent. I LOVED my team more than anything, especially since it is really the first real team i've been on. It was a team where everyone actually like each other, and liked hanging out together. We played with our hearts, and we played well. We won a tournament, and beat JOTS for it. I've made invaluable friends, that I love dearly, and I can't wait to move to ATL so that I can just be there. I can't wait for next season, even though I don't know if Shotgun will be around again, and if it is, if it will be the same squad, or anything resembling this year's team. I've enjoyed myself more than I ever have. So even though we didn't make it to nationals, that part doesn't matter. I got alot more out of it. So, here's to a Shotgun Wedding, Shawn Champions, Disney Movies, our pop-gun, running hard, playing well, and ultimate.