Despite the dreary, cold, and rainy day, the hearts of the Myrmidons burned strong with a the force of a thousand suns. We took to the field to face off A’Pollo’s Nuggies, basically 21st century ambrosia. However the only thing more dejecting than realizing you ate your last nuggie was getting broken by said Nuggies three times to start. We reformed and managed to get a few points back, but it was a long slow slide to the end, finishing with a 11-5 loss.
The main flaws in our row of spears (offense) was that we kept dropping the spears (disc). However, even missing some of our veteran Myrmidons, we still managed good movement and clean cuts. There were just many many points where the flow was interrupted by an untimely drop. Having to go on defense so frequently limited our chances to drive back and score, especially with the higher caliber of spear offense from the Nugs.
Brandon and Clyde held the offense together, with Coach and Jenna sneaking in with some spicy assists. David, Dheeraj, and Jenna kept things frosty in the middle, moving (or not moving) to just the right place in the Nug Zone for continuation throws. Dheeraj especially was essential in the middle, regularly getting us past the Nuggies’ cup. On the Defensive side, this was a huge day. Abdiel, Lukas, Coach, and Lydia all distinguished themselves with D’s, several of which were essential to our break streak.
The Nugs had many awesome moments as well: Kate with the most unintentional and reluctant intimi-D I’ve ever seen. Evan had a phenomenal bid. Evan also took a disc to the shoulder after turning away from his fellow handler. Frisbee physics (aka the Conservation of Geatness) on display for all to see. All sorts of good times were had by all.
Next we traveled to Hades itself to match up against Hades’ Bla’des. We’d hoped for a lazy Charon-guided tour down the River Styx, but alas we went down Acheron instead (look it up and you’ll get my joke). There’s a small part of me that wishes for a luxury cruise down the Lethe to forget the beatdown that the Bla’des put upon us. Instead they tossed us in a barrel and sent us down the river Cocytus.
Now that I’ve used most of my underworld-related pun fodder in one small paragraph, the game. There’s really not much to say. We scored one (singular) point before they scored 11. And boy was it an exciting one. Clyde had an awesome hammer to Lukas that was so perfectly thrown. It soared across the field and into Lukas’ hands like a pegasus from the waters of Poseidon. Was it all bad? Absolutely not. Again, we showed our Myrmidon discipline, many times working up the field through the Bla’des zone and displaying such patience. Unfortunately the efforts never got us through to the end zone.
And on defense, well, the Bla’des played solid offense. It was clean, quick, and had very few mistakes to even try and exploit. Any turns we made meant the disc was lost to the void. We did not get a single D that game because of it. And that’s honestly all there is to it. Can’t argue with that Underworld quality.
And so the Myrmidons returned to their camp, a little bloodied from the week’s battle (and with a significantly reduced point diff, cry) but unbowed, ready to face the Trojan hordes, next time with reinforcements! Bye all!!!