Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Still Chugging Along

Boston wasn't conclusive, neither was Jazzfest in Montreal so I won't be retiring just yet. The two things that those tournaments showed me is that I need to get in better shape and I need to get my game focus back to were it needs to be.


I'm in decent enough shape to compete but I'm not in good enough shape to be the player I would like to be. Playing defense tires me out too quickly and my first step needs to be better. I'm able to play well on offense but after a long day my legs get tired and on day two, forget it. I'm wiped.

As for my focus, it just isn't there when I get fatigued. The obvious things aren't an issue; remembering plays, the mark, where to position myself, etc.. My challenge is having the focus to deal with situations out of the ordinary. Like on Sunday in the finals of Jazzfest, there was one point where I got the first pass and the cuts came too slowly. The next thing I remember is hearing "stall 9" and then trying to rush a throw off. Needless to say throwing it into the mark's hand wasn't the right thing to do but I just wasn't paying as much attention to the situation as I should have been. I should have looked upfield and as soon as I saw nothing happen, look for a reset. I'm hoping that will come as I play more tournaments.

I think I threw my first Callahan this past Sunday. I definitely threw a Callahan on Sunday, I just can't recall if I've ever thrown one before that. It was a funny situation, at least to me it was. It was really windy and the pull carried to the back of our endzone. I thought about catching it as it whizzed by me but it was still too high to pancake it. I ended up running back to pick it up but then when I turned to throw, my handler wasn't where I expected him to be so I kinda a double pumped while I tried to find him on the field. Once I saw him I threw the pass but the wind had let up by that point. I unfortunately threw a pass as if there was no wind and immediately as I threw the wind picked up. It made my pass look like a useless league pass, lifted it over Nico's head but then immediately dropped it behind him in the arms of a defender. I must have been thinking about it too much before throwing it. Oh well. At least we won the game 15-4 and I can laugh it off.

DF

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