Thursday, December 01, 2005

Butt-fucking quitters

Every college team has them. You know them, they're those men and women who every year, as school starts in the fall, come out to play Ultimate as excited as the Olson twins around a coke line. Some are obvious - the fucker who's signed up for everything from a business frat to the glee club, like it's still high school and you're staying after for Spanish Club. But others are unexpected, perhaps even a little heartbreaking - finally an athlete comes into the program and effortlessly picks up everything thrown their way, then suddenly decide they're joining Club Rugby or training for a supermarathon.

Regardless of which type they are, they have one thing in common - you never quite forgave them for quitting. You see them in the spring semester and think of them for the first time in months, then find yourself cursing them for abandoning your obviously superior lifestyle and pitying them because they're missing out on the best thing about college and they don't have a clue.

2 comments:

G said...

amen...

I'm a tireless recruiter, but lack of commitment does piss me off. Like last night, as I finished a keg of Keystone's finest with a sniveling 6'4" sophmore who says he runs forever and can sky and is "interested" in the team...

yeah he'll play intramurals...but I know as soon as the real season comes along, he'll run to go jack off with all the other kids who can't get over the fact that they were "starters in high school" in an effort to extend their apparent glory days into the realm of DIII athletics.

thebestten said...

I was a quitter, and I keep hearing about it from some former teammates how good of a player I could have been. Kinda regret quitting once in a while. But I am back into it for real now. A few years off didn't hurt so much.