High Tide Part 2: The Action

So there we were, an unlikely story of a tiny liberal arts college who came down to compete against D1 universities many times our size. But first: the hat tournament. the hat tourney was fun. every team was split up, given shirts of various different colors, and assigned to a team of people who were wearing the same shirt. It was a day for goofing off and meeting new people and getting drunk. One man was dressed (surprisingly accurately) as a pirate. Another man, a team member, introduced himself as Skywalker. I still don't know his real name. Anyway, the hat tournament came and went, and now it was time for pool play. We swept the first day, and the second day we lost only to Lehigh University (they later went to win the tourney). we did pretty well for ourselves, ending a 32 game winning streak which is not a lot to complain about. The last day was the bracket. We started off against holy cross, which turned out to be skywalker's team. After beating them, we went up against Georgetown.

Now, I'm just gonna put this out there, and you can take it or leave it, but Georgetown is an interesting case of schools. The idea of Georgetown is great, but in practice, not so much. What i mean by that is this: as a concept, a university, great at basketball, in my home city, located in a prime spot, if you ignore the fact that there's no metro stop. That seems like a great concept. the problem is the students... they just take themselves too seriously for me. The name of their frisbee team was catholic justice, and they all had temporary tattoos on their faces to make themselves look badass. It just made them look lame. One of them tried to fight one of us over a line call. our player thought he was in, someone else thought he was out, they argued a lot about it, this asshole tried to fight my friend who just laughed at him, we re-did the play for his sake, and we still scored. After that we played and lost to UVA, who went on to lose to Lehigh. It was fine, we got third place in the tournament, and we had a great time.

From our standpoint it was a victory.... Almost...
there was only one thing left to do.......................