Pick Up

I got to play as a ringer for an inter-cluster game of ultimate yesterday.  Originally, I felt bad about being sporting my Zoo jersey and basically being the best player on the field, but the opposing team had a 6'5" beast.  Anyways, playing pick up helped me remember some of the reasons why I started playing ultimate in the first place.  While I do yearn to play for a competent team over the summer, there's still a soft spot in my heart for goofy, hucktastic disc.