Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Why I Could Never Play Intramural Football at Fuller



The other part of this is why I could never make Becca’s Birthday parties. Simply put, every third weekend in October I travel up or down to Pismo Beach to play football on the beach and remind myself that I’m getting older for the next two days as I recover from muscle soreness. This is an annual tradition that brings together the whole of the Fraternity that I was a part of at UCSB. There are active teams and alumni teams (commonly referred to as the ‘old-man division’ … our trophy has a walking stick attached to the Hiesman stiff arm hand.) Now before you go … ‘What … Alan in a Fraternity?!?’ it was a Christian Fraternity … that still upholds those ideals. Most of the time is spent asking about lives and what God is doing in them. Most of the alumni are dealing with kids, getting married, dealing with life, going to Masters schooling, and so on. But out of all of the guys that go through that fraternity 90% of them continue to serve and be involved in church on some level.

Either way 8 Alumni played with about another 3 to show support and just catch up on life came. And we wrecked shop…

4 games and we went 4-0 allowing only 2 touchdowns on us through the whole set of games, one by freak and fluke accident. Otherwise we scored an average of 20+ points and had about 4-5 interceptions a game. It was kinda evil. I think most of the time we had more interceptions than the other team had punts. I think the game finals were 33-6, 26-0, 19-0, 29-6. The last two were after we changed the time from 25 minutes to 20 per half … another side effect of ‘getting older.’ Basically Pismo football is like Intramural football except we are on sand, and everything is pretty much full contact. The full contact and injury issue is off set by the fact that sand makes you slower.

Running Power I formation has never been so fun :)

After what has been dubbed the ‘domination’ of Pismo we retired to the world of Roundtable for pizza and Presbyterian Beverages. It was a good time and such a fun fun time. And now we recover …

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