DISC-ussion

by Trevor Janis and Jack Mazur

Ultimate Frisbee Players

Jack: Our long road trips, like the one we had last weekend to Missouri really give us a chance to get to know our teammates.

Trevor: There’s something about being trapped in the rental mini-vans for eight hours that really brings out the honesty in people.

J: We learned about you and some of your wacky antics.

T: Oh, you mean how I once kidnapped a friend and drove him eight hours to the Mall of America just for the day? We got there at 10 p.m., spent the night in a hotel, spent an hour in the mall the next morning and then drove home.

J: Sounds like a pointless trip.

T: It’s almost as good as the time I spent 48 hours in the cold outside a Best Buy waiting for the Wii to come out.

J: Unfortunately, I can relate. I’ve definitely had some pretty ‘interesting’ moments in my life.

T: Didn’t you play the flute at a funeral when you were six?

J: Sort of. When I was six, I lived on the 28th floor and my bedroom overlooked a cemetery. On days I was bored I would sit and watch funerals, as normal six-year-olds should do, naturally. Thinking only of the family in mourning, I grabbed my brother’s recorder and began to play from my bedroom window.

T: You could play the recorder when you were six? Impressive.

J: Not at all … and I still can’t. But I ‘played’ for a good 15-20 minutes, just until the funeral was over.

T: Well, I’m sure the family really appreciated it. But as good as our stories are I don’t think they compare to our one teammate’s, to whom we shall refer as ‘Ice.’

J: How does it go? ‘Ice’ was at an all-you-can-eat buffet at a pizza joint, and then what?

T: Well, after leaving the place, he realized he desperately needed to relieve himself. So with a stomach full of greasy food, he began to sprint the mile back to his friend’s house.

J: Sprinting the mile with all that food in his stomach couldn’t have felt good.

T: No. I imagine it did not. It actually caused him to vomit in a neighbor’s yard. In so doing he consequently sort of lost control of … everything else. 

J: Everything? You mean at the same time?

T: Ohhhh yes.

J: Words cannot describe how glad I am that I was not there.

T: I’m sure other people feel that way, for example, the unfortunate neighbor. He happened to playing with his kids in the back yard at the time.

J: So maybe we learn a bit too much about our teammates.

T: Yeah I should say so.