I walked back with two of my friends, the discs were already airborne, some flying perfectly while others went the opposite of the intended way.
I smiled, my third and probably last year of this.
My last year running drills.
My last year throwing warm-up passes to my Wifeapple (Sofie <3).
My last year watching a white disc fly towards me.
My last year yelling the number of the guy I was covering.
My last year telling the story of David's historic "dog play" that won us the point in a scrimmage.
My first practice...
...Of my last year.
I smiled, my third and probably last year of this.
My last year running drills.
My last year throwing warm-up passes to my Wifeapple (Sofie <3).
My last year watching a white disc fly towards me.
My last year yelling the number of the guy I was covering.
My last year telling the story of David's historic "dog play" that won us the point in a scrimmage.
My first practice...
...Of my last year.
Sorry... It seemed I kept hitting you instead of throwing to Sofie. I am really good at Ultimate. And yes, the "dog play" was a great story. I wouldn't be surprised if the dog-obsessed IS masses decide to impromptu do a tribute-- except an unplanned one. Nice slice!
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