Luther takes 3rd, earns spot to nationals

Just in case of you alumni are completely out of the loop, this weekend Luther ultimate took third at regionals, securing a bid for the National Tournament in may! That's right, the first time Luther has ever been to nationals, and it all relied on a universe point win against Minnesota. By the way, a freshman scored the point!

Recap of what happened this weekend (from an alumni prospective):
Alumni show up to the games a little late on saturday morning after a quick stop at a mcdonalds. We come to see Luther pounding Wisconsin B (or the pimp dags). Without hesitation we pull at a giant bottle of Jaeger and go to town on that. Also, within minutes of being there Tiny is already heckling them. Luther comes away with an easy win 15-2, nothing too remarkable about this game.

Next game is against in state and douche bag rivals Iowa State. For some reason they think that they are really good, and we all know they are really bad. Already drunk by this point, the heckling against Iowa State is pretty terrible, the peak of it being Tiny's simulated masturbation of a beer can and spouting it near an Iowa State player, who immediately gets into Tiny's face. ISUC tries to get into Luther's head with bad calls, but Luther plays their game, shuts down their mediocre handlers and let's little Brisbois drop the disc whenever thrown to him to glide to an easy 15-4 win.

The next game is the semi finals against two time national champion and Guam's favorite team the Wisconsin Hodags. The winner of this game gets an automatic bid to nationals. This was a hotly contested game with observers present, and both teams often going to them. Luther doesn't look intimidated and trades points with them for a while. A couple of miscues and Luther finds themselves down a couple of breaks. The hodags continue to make more than questionable calls are always upset when they are turned over. One such play is when Whitey has a huge grab in the endzone and is immediately stripped, they argue for a while and it's eventually overturned by the observers. Luther is only able to get one break back and loses 15-9

At this point the day is over for Luther. In the morning they play Iowa in the second place bracket. At this point most of the alumni are starting to sober up...that is except for Tiny. Tiny continues to drink his Jaeger at a steady pace, mixed with a couple of beers and he can barely stand by 5:00. We go up to watch the girls team play Minnesota. The women blow a big lead and the game becomes within reach. Tiny sinks to a new low and starts heckling the girls team telling a number seven on the u of m "you suck at frisbee." We quiet him down, and the girls eventually win on what seemed like a 20 minute point. The girls end up with 6th place, breaking seed by one.

The games are over for the day, none of us have eaten and all are sunburned, except for Tom who seems to be constantly pasty. We all head to local joint called the rubenstein and enjoy some delicious food and brews. Dill hangs out with his sub zero friends and drags along poor drunk Tiny along. They show up late and then decide to go to another restaurant. But then Tiny just appears out of nowhere and joins the rest of us, apparently he was upstairs playing Area 51 for a long time. After a very drawn out process we finally get our food and checks in order and head to Waffle's house who has graciously let us stay there. Some of us get ready for a night on the town, others pass out and sleep for a very extended period of time. By my calculations Frenchie slept 12 hours. Tiny also passed out, and we assumed for good.
We head out to a bar called the Froggy Bottom and meet up with Dill, Jamison and a couple of Sub guys. Me and John have been craving some margaritas all night and buy a couple of rounds. It's a really nice bar that overlooks the river, eventually we almost convince Dill to jump into the river for approximately $75 until we realize that the river is only about two feet deep.
Most of us head to another bar called the Contented Cow and do a little bit more drinking, and play a couple rounds of categories. Turns out Tlougan is a terrible categories player and it always stops on him. I get a call from Dill saying we are going to a place called "The grand" and we should come. Booze, John and I decide to head there and find out it's a toga party. We casually sneak in to avoid paying the $5 cover charge and find out its like a Roscoes with people just grinding and making out all over the place. We do some makeshift togas which consists of pulling our shirts partially off. Tlougan, Ilten, and Guam show up and we have ourselves a regular ol' dance party. This place has stage to it, but the entire thing is converted to the dance floor. Being from Luther, we of course move to the stage to showcase our dance skills. We have a great time, and watch Dill go from pretty drunk to barely-standing-under-his-own-free-will drunk. At one point Tiny comes running through the crowd with a drink in his hand and starts partying. We were all shocked to see that he was even capable of walking. We stay until bar close and watch as a very drunk Dill punches a cement wall and fucks up his hand. Me, John, Dill, Tiny and Dave Truesdale decide we don't want to go to bed yet and head to a pizza parlour. Tiny finds some high school girls to talk to and we strike up a conversation with them. At one point he says he worries about having a girl, because strange older men will talk to them and then says "Right now I am my own worst nightmare." Dill buys a pizza, but couldn't remember if he had ordered it. We head home and watch Dill drop pizza all over the streets.

The next morning Luther plays Iowa. The game starts out with the two team trading points to two's. Then Iowa breaks luther twice in a row. Luther scores one more O point, but then lightning comes. The game is delayed for a half hour. After it resumes Luther is able to break Iowa twice back to make the game even. Iowa is super intense during the game, laying out for nearly every disc, but their cup is sub par. Drew and Greg put discs through the cup with ease, the only reason the game was as close was because of drops by some of the cutters and missed throws. Luther and Iowa break each other and eventually Luther gets an 10-8 lead. The next point the hard cap horn blows meaning the game is over. Iowa scores one more just to end the game. Luther comes away with a squeaker, 10-9 over Iowa.

The next game is against Minnesota. The winner of this game goes on to play for true second place and has an automatic bid to nationals. Everyone knew this was going to be a tough game, and observers were brought in. Luther's goal was to shut down Michael Arenson, a top cutter for sub zero. Luther starts out with three straight break points. Minnesota calls two early timeouts to get their focus back. Minnesota breaks luther back three times to take a 4-3 lead. The would continue to trade points until Minnesota took half 8-7. Through out the game Reid on Luther guards Arenson and essentially shuts him down. The two continually battle and stop play to argue about fouls. Throughout the game Arenson never got an uncontested throw or catch. The second half begins and the weather picks up. The rain comes down harder and now there is a clear distinction between upwind and downwind endzones. Luther gets a couple of breaks, and the minnesota gets a couple of breaks back and eventually the hard cap blows with the score of Minnesota 10, Luther 9, game to 11. Luther scores downwind, making the game even at 10, now they must break upwind to win. Minnesota brings it down the field and has it on the far sideline. He goes for a big huck, but Whitey has a huge handblock which makes the disc veer off and knocks over Guam on the sideline. Greg picks it up and has a huck to Aaron Taylor on the goal line. Luther calls a timeout to discuss what to do. Out of the timeout Taylor has the disc, and the handlers run their wrap. At is a not known for his throwing ability, and minnesota knows this. They give him an open up field look, with a streaking Eric Johnson going up the line. Taylor puts it, Johnson catches it, and we all storm the field. Luther has just punched their ticket to a trip to the national tournament.

LUFDA played the hodags in the true second game. Neither team looked great, because both had punched their tickets into the national tournament. There was one ridiculous play where greg puts a really good flick to reid who is streaking down field with jon gaynor on his ass. Both make a ridiculous layout at about my eye level, gaynor gets a hand on the disc but reid still comes down with it. Other highlights involved Drew scoring over two hodags, leaving them lying on the ground confused on how Drew the handler just went deep on them. In fact, drew did it four times in a row on O points against them. Also, they pulled out a new vert stack offense that ran really well against the hodags. They didn't have an answer for Drew or Greg.

All in all it was a spectacular weekend, and never has a group of people been more proud than the alumni were to watch their former team take it to heights it had never seen or even really imagined would happen.
Next stop, Columbus Ohio!