keeping it weird
greetings, from 5:15am in austin. always a treat to be here. weekend was a downer, as we lost our third-round game to nyu, and failed to make even the quarterfinals. it felt good to beat michigan (the harvard of ann arbor, after all) and UT (always good to send the host team packing). however, we really had a stronger team than nyu. couldn't put it away in the first half, and then they squibbed one into the net in the second half. we pounded them for the last ten minutes (no less than seven direct kicks in their third of the field), but it was not meant to be.
it's always easy to complain about the refs when you're on the losing end, but this goal was really crappy. their striker was in a huge offside position, but the center ref didn't see it. that in of itself sucks, but it is understandable, because you need to be parallel to the ball to see an offside position.
however, the ref was running the game without linesman.
inexcusable in a big game in tournament play.
so, the big h leaves empty handed. we had one of the strongest lineups we've had in several years, too. a shame.
i was too depressed to go out saturday night, even though austin is one of my favorite towns (and a potential future home...more on that later). i went back to my hotel after dinner and stared at the ceiling for an hour until i fell asleep. i had difficulty getting out of bed sunday morning.
a major highlight, though, was seeing bloodninja and his brood, with whom i stayed last night. he and ms. bloodninja have a little one. she's a stunning clone of bloodninja, so we've been calling her mini-me. there is no denying it. those genes are strong! unfortunately, bloodninja and sin-thai-ya both came down with food poisoning shortly after lunch. they blame the previous night's dinner, as i had the same brunch as they did. poor sin-thai-ya's parents got it bad, too (they were visiting for the weekend, and left shortly after brunch). her dad actually puked while driving back to dallas.
between the two of them puking and mini-me crying regularly, it was not the most restful 5 hours of sleep.
i also realized just before i stepped out of their house that i had left my sweet winter jacket at the hotel (dr. wintermute gave it to me when i moved to boston). thankfully, the hotel was on the way to the airport, my cabbie knew the way, and i had left plenty ahead of time. and housekeeping had turned it into the lost and found.
pit stop in atlanta for some meetings up in alphacrappa, and then, finally, home sweet home.
it's always easy to complain about the refs when you're on the losing end, but this goal was really crappy. their striker was in a huge offside position, but the center ref didn't see it. that in of itself sucks, but it is understandable, because you need to be parallel to the ball to see an offside position.
however, the ref was running the game without linesman.
inexcusable in a big game in tournament play.
so, the big h leaves empty handed. we had one of the strongest lineups we've had in several years, too. a shame.
i was too depressed to go out saturday night, even though austin is one of my favorite towns (and a potential future home...more on that later). i went back to my hotel after dinner and stared at the ceiling for an hour until i fell asleep. i had difficulty getting out of bed sunday morning.
a major highlight, though, was seeing bloodninja and his brood, with whom i stayed last night. he and ms. bloodninja have a little one. she's a stunning clone of bloodninja, so we've been calling her mini-me. there is no denying it. those genes are strong! unfortunately, bloodninja and sin-thai-ya both came down with food poisoning shortly after lunch. they blame the previous night's dinner, as i had the same brunch as they did. poor sin-thai-ya's parents got it bad, too (they were visiting for the weekend, and left shortly after brunch). her dad actually puked while driving back to dallas.
between the two of them puking and mini-me crying regularly, it was not the most restful 5 hours of sleep.
i also realized just before i stepped out of their house that i had left my sweet winter jacket at the hotel (dr. wintermute gave it to me when i moved to boston). thankfully, the hotel was on the way to the airport, my cabbie knew the way, and i had left plenty ahead of time. and housekeeping had turned it into the lost and found.
pit stop in atlanta for some meetings up in alphacrappa, and then, finally, home sweet home.
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