Friday, March 02, 2007

Axo Axonic--a summary

I must apologize for leaving you all in the dark about the details of the Badminton tournament. Surely you've all been sitting on pins and needles.

First, we declared ourselves the AXO-AXONIC team, named in honor of our Neurology class where we learned all about axo-axonic synapses. Here's a pic, just in case you're scratching your head. I think it looks like two badminton rackets.


Well, we managed to to take 4th place, which isn't that bad considering some of the teams we went up against. In the semi-finals we played a team where collectively the two had close to 12 years of competetive experience playing doubles. As Jessica and I scrambled madly to keep the shuttlecock in the air, I could overhear our competitors going over grocery lists, dinner plans for the weekend, and time schedules for movies. They would honestly keep their eyes on the birdie half the time, and yet with the LEAST amount of effort, hit it in such a perfect way that would send Jessica and I running just to get in place for the return. There were minutes (plural!) where the guy on the other team wouldn't even move his feet, and yet they managed to CREAM us. The game was over before we knew it.

So we went into the consolation round, where we played a team that was much more evenly matched. We lost to them as well, but had a hell of lot more fun trying--in fact, after the match had officially been won, we continued playing with them for another 30 minutes, just because we were having such a good time. They were two grad students for the engineering department, and we had a fun time making jokes about engineers and speech-language pathologists.

My game improved 10 fold, and of course Jessica still rocks with the racket.

NEXT YEAR>>>>>> we'll give that team we lost to in the semifinals a run for their money (and maybe make them move around a bit before they pulverize us all over again ;)

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pittsburgh Amy thinks you've got mad skillz.

10:16 AM  
Blogger napalmbrain said...

Ha. A few years ago I entered in a raquetball ladder at the U thinking that I had a shot, and got my clock similarly cleaned. The closest I ever came to a game win: 15-5. I was ecstatic.

10:10 PM  

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