Frisbee Mondays

Hi Sportsfans. Your favourite blogger has become an ultimate frisbeer. Ha...beer. How synonymous with Korea. I'll start from my last post...Leanne has kindly reminded me that it has been a whopping 10 days since my last one. I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting. Seriously, I hate it when my bloggers don't post for days on end.
Monday after Mudfest, when we were all still feeling like crud, we went to Pyeonchung Elementary School to play a little Ultimate Frisbee. Since I'm new to the whole world of organized sports, I thought I could safely wear my Birkenstocks to this friendly game of toss the old plastic disc. I took the subway all the way down to the transfer station, transferred subways, and ended up at Bumgae Station. The whole trip (including the half hour walk I then embarked on) took nearly an hour. Gulp. Does EVERYTHING take an hour to do here? Turns out that no, I just took the loooong way.
So I get to the testosterone, oops, I mean Frisbee field. And the men have been at it for a few minutes already. Hmmm...I wonder how I'm going to fit into this. They "let me play" though, happy to have someone new on the team (I'm making that up...I think they were just entertained by a female on the field). So Ultimate Frisbee is a little different than your run-of-the-mill frisbee toss at the Elora Gorge. In this game, you toss the disc, while standing still, to a team mate. The goal is to, essentially, get a touchdown (thank you Paul Renzella...he taught me what little I know about football about 15 years ago on Sundays in his basement...wow, hadn't thought of THAT in an eon) in your "endzone". I think the endzones change everytime though. As in, once one team scores at one end, the other team must score (or that same team, if they get two points in a row) at the opposite end. As you can probably sense, I was getting a little flustered with a few things: the rules (like, can't we all just toss the disc?), the rain (which never ceases around here), the sweating (which we were all doing almost as excessively as the rain was pelting us...ACID rain, might I add), and the competition (can't we just get along and let me have a touchdown? I mean, calm down and I can just win...isn't that what they let only children do?). But it was fun, nonetheless. We played for about an hour, or until it got dark here, which is at around 8.
We walked to the IGA (like the one we used to have in Caledonia!) and bought...you guessed it, beer. The neat thing about this IGA though is that there are tables outside that you can sit at, drink your beer, and talk about life in Korea with your teammates. It was very nice. And when you've had enough, the cab ride home is only about $3. Niiiiice.
So yes, that picture above is a replica of one of my poses at the last game. That guy was a professional player getting some pointers from me at our game. Whoever he is (I get no credit for my mad skills), you are welcome. Sheesh.
See you next time, gamers. And as I told Joelle just recently, don't hate the player, hate the game. That's all the "game" references I have.
Oh, we play every Monday night at 7 pm. If you want to come out :)