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Date	Time	Field	Opponent	Record	How'd we do?
Sept. 7	2:30	Field 3	The Fighting Muffins	1-0 Game Score: 15-6	Big Boi Ultimate demonstrates BIG potential (from Ian) The scrappy group of "youngsters" known as Big Boi Ultimate put together an impressive win in their first official appearance in fall TCUL play. Under a scorching sun, which sent at least one player to the hospital, Big Boi dominated the Fighting Muffins from the first point of the game. Early scores by Jennifer, Anna Lisa and Bic demonstrated that our women would be a huge factor in the game. Joe Fargione was heard to say, "Man, Jennifer's got some good hands!". Strong handling by Anna, and impressive play from first-timer Molly rounded out Big Boi's stellar female play. On the men's (boy's) side, the performance was equally smooth. Pat stole the show as usual with some stellar leaps and dives, but was still uttering phrases like, "I'm the WORST!". Typical. From the moment he yelled, "Hold the line!", Joe was an imposing figure, who made several key offensive and defense plays and moonlighted as coach and motivational speaker during halftime. Carl threw himself to the ground several times to make up for the fact that he wasn't wearing cleats, choking back tears as his knees turned bloody. Jonny Pants tired the opposition out with relentless cuts and sticky hands. New-comer Jeff made some impressive catches on throws that Ian threw directly at the ground, as well as some nifty give and gos. Ian redeemed himself by buying some sexy, breathable jerseys, and making a couple of bending end zone tosses. Great motivational sideline cheering from Sarah and David (soon to be on the field). Way to go, Big Boi! What a great way to start!
Sept. 14	4:30	Field 5	Dirty Marascos	2-0 Game Score: 15-2	7. (from David Hong) Steady cheering punctuated by the snapping sound of ligaments. 6. September breezes off Lake Nokimis wafting the aroma of dead carp. 5. The ambient charm of low-flying cargo planes. 4. Something many of us introverted types could never do in college: Scoring at will. 3. Playing on a field that was used for a monster truck pull on a rainy day. 2. Denying our opponents the quick, painless death they begged for. 1. Erogenous zone defense.
Sept. 21	2:30	Field 1	Oops	2-1 Game Score: 11-15	Other than "count your floaters", I really don't have anything even slightly entertaining to say (course, you have to love the poop humor). Big Boi (let's hear it for Big Boi!) suffered their first loss of the season with a slow start they were not able to overcome. Leaning on their unstoppable huck offense and tough down wind defense (who saw that impenetrable zone and Dave Hong's end to end sprint to block the crappers' first throw from our pull?), Big Boi closed in on their fiery pants crapping opponents (guess they didn't know when to hold them), but could not muster enough upwind offense to complete the comeback. Keep your heads-up, it was a well played game by an undermanned Big Boi squad (no women subs for a portion of the game... although Dena toughed out deathbed sickness to cheer on her Bois)). Personally, I blame the lack of traditional, gluttonous half-time sweets. Next week, who's bringing the Ding Dongs?
Sept. 28	2:30	Field 4	Purple Haze	3-1	Wasn't there, but heard it was a blast and we played really well (won 15-5). Heck, let's celebrate with some tequila shots! Guess Adam's parents are good luck charms. Bring them every week!
Oct. 5	2:30	Field 1	Solid	4-1 Game Score: 15-7	(from Jon) It was a big day for BIG BOI ULTIMATE under the big top. Yes that's BIG x 3 - one for each ring of the circus. With Joe-my-knee-was-on-the-ground as ringmaster calling out all the acts, the boys and girls of BBU took out all the stops. Gilby started off the day with a belly-burning, one handed catch that quickly tamed the tigers, turning their roars to purrs. Unlike Roy, Ian remained relatively unscathed. Second up in the center ring was Justin, and his acrobatics were not only a crowd pleaser, but provided BBU with several points. In one of the side rings Anna and Adam held court. Dazzling onlookers and befuddling small children, with a slight flick of the wrist they could pull a 'bee out of thin air and then with equal ease make it disappear again. Jennifer and Anna Lisa used the same poise, balance, and precision that they developed in their high wire act, to delicately weave their way through a crowded field of opponents to make several impressive catches. Their combined efforts put BBU at a comfortable lead. After intermission, Jeff threw caution to the wind and shot out of his cannon with a bandana in place of his helmet to make several impressive blocks. While Jeff recovered from minor head injuries, Dena loosened up those double joints and moved in ways formerly considered impossible to make an incredible catch and give BBU another point. Although forced by the rest of BBU to leave the oversized pants, suspenders, and funny little hats at home today, Dave did not let his unusually subdued attire dampen his play as he entertained old and young alike with several impressive moves. As Dave climbed on to his tricycle after the game, he commented "I like to play with my faced painted - a smile from ear to ear. I want people to think that I am having fun. If they were aware of my true aggression, then things might get ugly out there and somebody might get hurt." Fortunately, the game ended without incident as Bic and Jon connected for the final point of the game like two trapeze artists soaring high above the circus floor. Following the game, Mr. Gilby Sr. commented, "It was really an amazing performance. It could have been the greatest show in Earth, if only there had been a cheer."
Oct. 12	4:30	Field 1	Mothership	4-2 Game Score: 8-15	(from Adam) Who would have thought that the beautiful falsetto of "Big Boi! Big Boi! Lets Go Big Boi!" would not have been enough to defeat a team called Mothership? I guess it just wasn't as powerful as "Lets descend now guys. Bring on the Mothership!" and "Lock 'em down!" (phrases that the other team actually used). And what was up with that guy who had the two-tone matching shorts, shirt, socks, and visor? He walked around like he was God's gift to Ultimate and had a clothing sponsorship from Gaia for their new Fall line. Too bad they had to win. Big Boi started by looking a little rusty as Mothership pulled out to an early lead. Perhaps they saw Carl's bionic ankles and thought that we all deserved a good kicking around. We were sluggish at times and there was an epidemic case of the "dropsies" throughout the game, but somehow thanks to some quick defense and quick scoring, Big Boi pulled to 8-6 at the half after being down 7-3. Big Boi continued their mighty surge by capitalizing on a sputtering Mothership to tie it up 8-8. But, much like a reverse-vampire that craves and feeds off the sun, once the sun set, Big Boi lost all its powers of frisbee playing ability and allowed a 0-7 run to lose the game 8-15. Damn that Mothership and the children they spawn. Bic, however, had the best play of the game by brokering a deal which allowed us a one-game no-cheer agreement. She easily gets the MVP award for her sweet charms. It was a game of pick calls, Mothership's endzone offense consisting of only women in the endzone, and a continuing inability to think of a decent cheer. Maybe next week....
Oct. 19	4:30	???	South High Squall	5-2 Game Score: 15-13	(from Adam) Well…that was a kickin’ fun game wasn’t it? If the drama of ultimate was ever in question, then the answer was the Big Boi vs. South High Squall game on Sunday. It had so many good storylines even before the game began: Youth vs. Experience! Good Joints vs. Creaky Joints! Underage vs. Hangovers! The game began with Big Boi looking like crap. We seemed to be consistently schooled by their quick throws and our inability to make good cuts. The most frustratingly good kid on their team was shorter than many of our players, but could still leap over us like he was picking apples from the highest branch (a horrible analogy, I know). It looked like Generation X was going to lose with a halftime score of 3-8. Everyone was sluggish from the first half, but thanks to Coach Ian’s guided reflection, we caught a second wind. I don’t know what it was, but we just started playing together and realizing that our experience allowed us to conserve our energy better and make the smarter throws. Also, whatever power Squall’s little MVP receiver had in the first half became hilarious when he caught the disc in the second half since he threw it away every time. It was like clockwork with that guy. There were huge plays on defense by the Big Bois Jeff, Justin, Jennifer, and Pat who made their opponents look ridiculous. The final play after the timeout, with Ian connecting to Wade in the back of the endzone, was the exclamation point on a game well played and well won. Final score 15-13. That’s a second half performance of 12-5. Note: Weird that the other team’s cheer was based on a George Harrison tune and that ours was based on that Fifty Cents rapper that those kids love so damn much. I guess it just proves that both teams really wanted to bridge that generation gap and embrace what makes us common friends. I honestly think that could of happened, but we beat them and since I’m not friends with losers and they had such a good cheer, then it's just not happening. But if those kids keep getting better at Ultimate, then the future is bright. Good playing Big Boi!
Oct. 26	3:00	???	Purple Haze	6-2	What I Did Last Sunday (also known as "I don't know if this is funny enough"), by Dena Triplett. Maybe it was the long-awaited return of Joe and Anna Lisa, maybe it was the anger inspired by the Vikings sorry performance, or maybe it was the brilliance of our red, red, shirts, but Big Boi was on fire on Sunday! Scoring points right away in the first half, we quickly recognized that this was the same team that we'd beaten before and never gave up the lead for the rest of the game. While four of our men were missed, both for their super frisbee talents and keen senses of fashion, the guys were unstoppable as usual, with David returning to fill in and make some important throws and a Randy-Moss-style catch in the far corner of the end zone. Pat was also inspired by the wily Viking, and the two of them were so moved that at the end of the game they headed off to rough up some traffic cops downtown and get shiny diamond earrings. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I've always said that if there's one thing Big Boi lacks, it's some bling-bling. Jeff was all over the place as usual, like "a fart in a hot skillet" as my grandpa would say, knocking the frisbee down like nobody's business. Joe handled the disc with fierce domination and determination, and then pleasantly surprised us all in the end with his intimate knowledge of lyrics to "Let's Go Crazy". The Big Boi ladies showed up in force, 6 of us in all, and we really did a great job, keeping it real with fast cuts and strong defense while running the other team's 3 women into the ground. Bic had some great end zone maneuverings to score points and Molly, with her rallying cry, "Pants are for sissies!", showed the Purple Haze how to sprint down the field like a bat out of H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks. All in all, by the time we won the match, the Haze was moving slower than molasses in January. Finally, a huge thanks to Carl who saved Big Boi from the usual humiliation of our end-of-game song writing slump, although it was pretty obvious that he was disappointed in our inability to incorporate a Prince song into the cheer. Sorry Carl, maybe next time. Great game you guys! Hooray for us!
Nov. 2	1:00 & 3:00	???	Oops & Solid	7-3	Heard we beat a costumed Oops (spirit award?) and then lost 11-10 to a chipper bunch jerk Solids who overcalled penalties and hard capped early when they had a distinct advantage (supposedly they had to leave early, but still had time to cheer). Still some fuming a week later. Wish I could have been there.
Nov. 9	1:45	???	Care Bears	8-3	Although spurred on by the arrival of the white bored... Big Bois finished off the season with a somewhat un-satisfying victory over a cuddly Care Bears team (guessing that the gusty wind and twenty minute points [probably the result of the gusty wind] didn't help). Overall, great first season. See you at the team banquet... and don't forget... WE'RE #11! WE'RE #11! MVP honors to Dave P. for the post-game cheer. Phew!

Date

Time

Field

Opponent

Record

How'd we do?

Sept. 7

2:30

Field 3

The Fighting Muffins

1-0

Game Score:
15-6

Big Boi Ultimate demonstrates BIG potential

(from Ian) The scrappy group of "youngsters" known as Big Boi Ultimate put together an impressive win in their first official appearance in fall TCUL play. Under a scorching sun, which sent at least one player to the hospital, Big Boi dominated the Fighting Muffins from the first point of the game. Early scores by Jennifer, Anna Lisa and Bic demonstrated that our women would be a huge factor in the game. Joe Fargione was heard to say, "Man, Jennifer's got some good hands!". Strong handling by Anna, and impressive play from first-timer Molly rounded out Big Boi's stellar female play.

On the men's (boy's) side, the performance was equally smooth. Pat stole the show as usual with some stellar leaps and dives, but was still uttering phrases like, "I'm the WORST!". Typical. From the moment he yelled, "Hold the line!", Joe was an imposing figure, who made several key offensive and defense plays and moonlighted as coach and motivational speaker during halftime. Carl threw himself to the ground several times to make up for the fact that he wasn't wearing cleats, choking back tears as his knees turned bloody. Jonny Pants tired the opposition out with relentless cuts and sticky hands. New-comer Jeff made some impressive catches on throws that Ian threw directly at the ground, as well as some nifty give and gos. Ian redeemed himself by buying some sexy, breathable jerseys, and making a couple of bending end zone tosses. Great motivational sideline cheering from Sarah and David (soon to be on the field).

Way to go, Big Boi! What a great way to start!

Sept. 14

4:30

Field 5

Dirty Marascos

2-0

Game Score:
15-2

7. (from David Hong) Steady cheering punctuated by the snapping sound of ligaments.
6. September breezes off Lake Nokimis wafting the aroma of dead carp.
5. The ambient charm of low-flying cargo planes.
4. Something many of us introverted types could never do in college: Scoring at will.
3. Playing on a field that was used for a monster truck pull on a rainy day.
2. Denying our opponents the quick, painless death they begged for.
1. Erogenous zone defense.

Sept. 21

2:30

Field 1

Oops

2-1

Game Score:
11-15

Other than "count your floaters", I really don't have anything even slightly entertaining to say (course, you have to love the poop humor). Big Boi (let's hear it for Big Boi!) suffered their first loss of the season with a slow start they were not able to overcome. Leaning on their unstoppable huck offense and tough down wind defense (who saw that impenetrable zone and Dave Hong's end to end sprint to block the crappers' first throw from our pull?), Big Boi closed in on their fiery pants crapping opponents (guess they didn't know when to hold them), but could not muster enough upwind offense to complete the comeback. Keep your heads-up, it was a well played game by an undermanned Big Boi squad (no women subs for a portion of the game... although Dena toughed out deathbed sickness to cheer on her Bois)). Personally, I blame the lack of traditional, gluttonous half-time sweets. Next week, who's bringing the Ding Dongs?

Sept. 28

2:30

Field 4

Purple Haze

3-1

Wasn't there, but heard it was a blast and we played really well (won 15-5). Heck, let's celebrate with some tequila shots! Guess Adam's parents are good luck charms. Bring them every week!

Oct. 5

2:30

Field 1

Solid

4-1

Game Score:
15-7

(from Jon) It was a big day for BIG BOI ULTIMATE under the big top. Yes that's BIG x 3 - one for each ring of the circus. With Joe-my-knee-was-on-the-ground as ringmaster calling out all the acts, the boys and girls of BBU took out all the stops. Gilby started off the day with a belly-burning, one handed catch that quickly tamed the tigers, turning their roars to purrs. Unlike Roy, Ian remained relatively unscathed. Second up in the center ring was Justin, and his acrobatics were not only a crowd pleaser, but provided BBU with several points. In one of the side rings Anna and Adam held court. Dazzling onlookers and befuddling small children, with a slight flick of the wrist they could pull a 'bee out of thin air and then with equal ease make it disappear again. Jennifer and Anna Lisa used the same poise, balance, and precision that they developed in their high wire act, to delicately weave their way through a crowded field of opponents to make several impressive catches. Their combined efforts put BBU at a comfortable lead. After intermission, Jeff threw caution to the wind and shot out of his cannon with a bandana in place of his helmet to make several impressive blocks. While Jeff recovered from minor head injuries, Dena loosened up those double joints and moved in ways formerly considered impossible to make an incredible catch and give BBU another point. Although forced by the rest of BBU to leave the oversized pants, suspenders, and funny little hats at home today, Dave did not let his unusually subdued attire dampen his play as he entertained old and young alike with several impressive moves. As Dave climbed on to his tricycle after the game, he commented "I like to play with my faced painted - a smile from ear to ear. I want people to think that I am having fun. If they were aware of my true aggression, then things might get ugly out there and somebody might get hurt." Fortunately, the game ended without incident as Bic and Jon connected for the final point of the game like two trapeze artists soaring high above the circus floor. Following the game, Mr. Gilby Sr. commented, "It was really an amazing performance. It could have been the greatest show in Earth, if only there had been a cheer."

Oct. 12

4:30

Field 1

Mothership

4-2

Game Score:
8-15

(from Adam) Who would have thought that the beautiful falsetto of "Big Boi! Big Boi! Lets Go Big Boi!" would not have been enough to defeat a team called Mothership? I guess it just wasn't as powerful as "Lets descend now guys. Bring on the Mothership!" and "Lock 'em down!" (phrases that the other team actually used). And what was up with that guy who had the two-tone matching shorts, shirt, socks, and visor? He walked around like he was God's gift to Ultimate and had a clothing sponsorship from Gaia for their new Fall line. Too bad they had to win. Big Boi started by looking a little rusty as Mothership pulled out to an early lead. Perhaps they saw Carl's bionic ankles and thought that we all deserved a good kicking around. We were sluggish at times and there was an epidemic case of the "dropsies" throughout the game, but somehow thanks to some quick defense and quick scoring, Big Boi pulled to 8-6 at the half after being down 7-3. Big Boi continued their mighty surge by capitalizing on a sputtering Mothership to tie it up 8-8. But, much like a reverse-vampire that craves and feeds off the sun, once the sun set, Big Boi lost all its powers of frisbee playing ability and allowed a 0-7 run to lose the game 8-15. Damn that Mothership and the children they spawn. Bic, however, had the best play of the game by brokering a deal which allowed us a one-game no-cheer agreement. She easily gets the MVP award for her sweet charms. It was a game of pick calls, Mothership's endzone offense consisting of only women in the endzone, and a continuing inability to think of a decent cheer. Maybe next week....

Oct. 19

4:30

???

South High Squall

5-2

Game Score:
15-13

(from Adam) Well…that was a kickin’ fun game wasn’t it? If the drama of ultimate was ever in question, then the answer was the Big Boi vs. South High Squall game on Sunday. It had so many good storylines even before the game began: Youth vs. Experience! Good Joints vs. Creaky Joints! Underage vs. Hangovers! The game began with Big Boi looking like crap. We seemed to be consistently schooled by their quick throws and our inability to make good cuts. The most frustratingly good kid on their team was shorter than many of our players, but could still leap over us like he was picking apples from the highest branch (a horrible analogy, I know). It looked like Generation X was going to lose with a halftime score of 3-8. Everyone was sluggish from the first half, but thanks to Coach Ian’s guided reflection, we caught a second wind. I don’t know what it was, but we just started playing together and realizing that our experience allowed us to conserve our energy better and make the smarter throws. Also, whatever power Squall’s little MVP receiver had in the first half became hilarious when he caught the disc in the second half since he threw it away every time. It was like clockwork with that guy. There were huge plays on defense by the Big Bois Jeff, Justin, Jennifer, and Pat who made their opponents look ridiculous. The final play after the timeout, with Ian connecting to Wade in the back of the endzone, was the exclamation point on a game well played and well won. Final score 15-13. That’s a second half performance of 12-5.

Note: Weird that the other team’s cheer was based on a George Harrison tune and that ours was based on that Fifty Cents rapper that those kids love so damn much. I guess it just proves that both teams really wanted to bridge that generation gap and embrace what makes us common friends. I honestly think that could of happened, but we beat them and since I’m not friends with losers and they had such a good cheer, then it's just not happening. But if those kids keep getting better at Ultimate, then the future is bright. Good playing Big Boi!

Oct. 26

3:00

???

Purple Haze

6-2

What I Did Last Sunday (also known as "I don't know if this is funny enough"), by Dena Triplett.

Maybe it was the long-awaited return of Joe and Anna Lisa, maybe it was the anger inspired by the Vikings sorry performance, or maybe it was the brilliance of our red, red, shirts, but Big Boi was on fire on Sunday! Scoring points right away in the first half, we quickly recognized that this was the same team that we'd beaten before and never gave up the lead for the rest of the game. While four of our men were missed, both for their super frisbee talents and keen senses of fashion, the guys were unstoppable as usual, with David returning to fill in and make some important throws and a Randy-Moss-style catch in the far corner of the end zone. Pat was also inspired by the wily Viking, and the two of them were so moved that at the end of the game they headed off to rough up some traffic cops downtown and get shiny diamond earrings. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I've always said that if there's one thing Big Boi lacks, it's some bling-bling. Jeff was all over the place as usual, like "a fart in a hot skillet" as my grandpa would say, knocking the frisbee down like nobody's business. Joe handled the disc with fierce domination and determination, and then pleasantly surprised us all in the end with his intimate knowledge of lyrics to "Let's Go Crazy". The Big Boi ladies showed up in force, 6 of us in all, and we really did a great job, keeping it real with fast cuts and strong defense while running the other team's 3 women into the ground. Bic had some great end zone maneuverings to score points and Molly, with her rallying cry, "Pants are for sissies!", showed the Purple Haze how to sprint down the field like a bat out of H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks. All in all, by the time we won the match, the Haze was moving slower than molasses in January. Finally, a huge thanks to Carl who saved Big Boi from the usual humiliation of our end-of-game song writing slump, although it was pretty obvious that he was disappointed in our inability to incorporate a Prince song into the cheer. Sorry Carl, maybe next time. Great game you guys! Hooray for us!

Nov. 2

1:00 & 3:00

???

Oops & Solid

7-3

Heard we beat a costumed Oops (spirit award?) and then lost 11-10 to a chipper bunch jerk Solids who overcalled penalties and hard capped early when they had a distinct advantage (supposedly they had to leave early, but still had time to cheer). Still some fuming a week later. Wish I could have been there.

Nov. 9

1:45

???

Care Bears

8-3

Although spurred on by the arrival of the white bored... Big Bois finished off the season with a somewhat un-satisfying victory over a cuddly Care Bears team (guessing that the gusty wind and twenty minute points [probably the result of the gusty wind] didn't help). Overall, great first season. See you at the team banquet... and don't forget... WE'RE #11! WE'RE #11!

MVP honors to Dave P. for the post-game cheer. Phew!