earlier I wrote:It would be worth all the disapointment, though, if I could find at least one truely dedicated player with the will and imagination to become a freestyler
Of course, a little flattery never hurt too
my friend sara wrote:
Hey Zeke,
Thank you so much for coming out to Senn yesterday! I am sooooo sorry that I wasn't feeling well and couldn't hang out and kick with you guys. I really appreciate you sticking around and entertaining the kids. They're great kids and they love to kick - and they are certainly in awe of you! I noticed that they have tried to emulate some of your moves - well, at least they're trying.
Thanks again for your support (and will you thank your friend Tom too - did I get his name right?) I hope you guys will be able to make it out again and I will surely be feeling much better. We will be meeting on Wednesday and Thursday next week.
Take care,
Sara (feeling much better today)
Tom & Kamil, thanks for coming out. I think the kids were more in awe of you guys than me.
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Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
This was my first full freestyle session in months. No hacking, no 4 square. It was so pathetic because I would be almost out of breathe after a 5 contact tiltless run There's no way I'll be back in any kind of playing shape in time for the Iowa jam, but that's never stopped me from making a fool of myself before.
My left foot still hurts. WTF.
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
me: Gonna kick?
CIC1: I dunno, I'm at the girlfriends house. Probably. I don't have my gear with me, though. I need to go back to my house blah blah blah... Whose coming out?
me: Dunno, still got to talk to everyone else. I guess we'll go to the beach. Call me back when you get home.
me: Gonna kick?
CIC2: Uhhm... possibly. I might have to spend some time with blah blah blah...
me: Ok, well give me a call if you decide to go. BTW, what time is it?
CIC2: Fuck you, Zeke.
me: Gonna kick?
CIC3: Fucking... blah blah fucking blah... fucking....
me: uhyeeeaaaaaaah, well, I've still got a few calls to make, I'll call back and let you know.
me: Gonna kick?
CIC4: Huyeyeah!
me: I guess we'll go to the beach.
CIC4 Huwhat?
me: Oak Street.
CIC4: Huwhat?
me: Oak Street Beach
CIC4: Y'okay!
me: we're hooking up at 4
CIC4: Huyeyeah!
me: Gonna kick?
CIC5: <mumbling quietly>
me: Ya gotta speak up, I can barely hear you.
CIC5: <mumbling less quietly but still inaudible>
me: Speak louder or stick your arms out higher to get a better signal, I can't hear shit!
CIC5: <yep, more of the same>
me: I have no idea what in the hell you just said but we're kickng at the beach at 4.
CIC5: <mumble mumble mumble>
me: WHAT? Man, just text me... Jeezus H. Christ!"
me: Gonna kick?
CIC6: Kick? Like you kicked me in the face you asshole?
me: That was an accident. Get over it. You coming out or what?
CIC6: No, you asshole, I don't want to get kicked in the face again, asshole.
me: Fine, you spaz. Can you at least call and ask if Lane1 is going?
CIC6: Yeah asshole, I'll call him and tell him to watch out for you cuz you're an asshole who kicks people in the face, you asshole.
me:CIC1, It's Zeke. I thought you would be back since it's been like 4 friggin hours since I talked to you at your g/f's. Give me a call back when when you get this message and let me know if you're kicking or not.
me: Hello?
CIC1: Yeah, I don't think I'll go. I'm still at the g/f's blah blah blah. I fell asleep blah blah blah. I didn't sleep at all last night blah blah. Blah sleep blah blah. Sleep blah sleep blah. Sleep. Blah. Sleep. B.L.A.H.
me: Hello?
CIC4, 35 minutes after the jam was supposed to start: Okay, I'm leaving.
me: ...
me: I don't think we'll be kicking afterall, I'll just call you next weekend.
CIC3: Fucking... fucking... fucking shit!
me: Exactly.
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Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
"Reading, after a certain age, diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits. Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking." –Albert Einstein
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My post probably came out sounding harsh for those that don't know us too well. Quite frankly, I didnt think anybody else read this. But I admit there is a bit of frustration to it all. They'll get me back... I just got the first strike is all
I'm sure retribution will come swiftly...
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Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
Zeke wrote:A typical sunday with me and my cell phone:
me: Gonna kick?
CIC1: I dunno, I'm at the girlfriends house. Probably. I don't have my gear with me, though. I need to go back to my house blah blah blah... Whose coming out?
me: Dunno, still got to talk to everyone else. I guess we'll go to the beach. Call me back when you get home.
me: Hello?
CIC1: Yeah, I don't think I'll go. I'm still at the g/f's blah blah blah. I fell asleep blah blah blah. I didn't sleep at all last night blah blah. Blah sleep blah blah. Sleep blah sleep blah. Sleep. Blah. Sleep. B.L.A.H.
me: Hello?
CIC4, 35 minutes after the jam was supposed to start: Okay, I'm leaving.
me: ...
Sometimes...
I just want to play
I don't want to worry about who's coming out
I want to jump up in the air and scissor kick a footbag back into a circle
I don't want to hear any excuses
I want to keep playing
I dislike whirl
I dont want make all the calls
I want the sun on my face and grass under my feet and the footbag in the air
I just don't give a damn
I want to do really high flying clippers
I lunge for it even if it's out of reach
I wish I could play with different faces all the time
I just want to be left alone
I can hit whirl
I am just not motivated
I can't believe I just hit that save
I can't get my legs to move the way they used to
I think nobody listens
I think I'm too negative
I just have no fucking idea
I can't kick in every circle
I hate whirl with an inhuman vengance
I love that they know who I am before I do anything
I can connect with that spinning jump kick
I just don't want to freestyle
I wish things would just work out
I can get my foot over my head and kick with my sole
I can get a hack with a bunch of drunks
I just hate
I can't stop laughing
I think we've got potential to be more
I am just let down
I wonder what I would be without footbag
I wonder if I really made a differance
I wonder if I can land that trick
I can't wait for Sundays
I am selfish
I think it's just not worth it
I forget how good it feels after I stretch
I scare myslef
I can't stop thinking about footbag
I spend too much money on footbags
I don't think I give enough to fotbag
I can't spell footbag
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
Got up early and started stretching for today's session. Even warmed up with a bunch of toe stalls and some pixies. My balance is all over the place. I should give this 'practice' thing a try.
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
Zeke wrote:Sometimes...
I just want to play
I don't want to worry about who's coming out
I don't want to hear any excuses
I dont want make all the calls
I just don't give a damn
I wish I could play with different faces all the time
I am just not motivated
I think nobody listens
I think I'm too negative
I wish things would just work out
I just hate
I think we've got potential to be more
I am just let down
I wonder if I really made a differance
I can't wait for Sundays
I think it's just not worth it
I don't think I give enough to fotbag
When I saw "I wonder if I really made a difference" and "I don't think I give enough to woodpeck" I was upset. You were the one person who started the only freestyle club in Chicago, you've organized and participated in numerous demonstrations at schools, you give out and sell footbags to new people, you're ALWAYS the boss and make sure everyone gets called, reminded, called again, and called once more when they're late. You've designed and made the CIC shirts, and you drew the club logo yourself. You bring an unmatched attitude and energy to everything you do. And if your other club members had half of what you bring to the table, the club would be bigger, better known, and you'd probably already have an annual event set up that people would actually come out for. It sounds like what you need is for a few members to stand up and take a little responsibility for the club that they only take the benefits from.
______________
Emily Kulczyk
"If you can't love me at my worst, then you don't need me at my best."
P.S. I'm glad to hear that you're streatching and playing a little more again. Keep it up, footbag is fun.
______________
Emily Kulczyk
"Endurance is one of the most difficult disciplines, but it is to the one who endures that the final victory comes." --Buddha (Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta, the founder of Buddhism, 563-483 B.C.)
Moxie wrote:When I saw "I wonder if I really made a difference" and "I don't think I give enough to woodpeck" I was upset.
It's funny to think that something [footbag] that would seem so trivial to most of the population would cause me so much worry, doubt and frustration. Despite all my bitching and moaning, I love the sport too much to simply just quit and do something else to occupy my time. I'm still just venting I guess. When I'm down I just can't think straight. I don't want to seem like I'm just fishing for compliments but it's nice to know that I'm not doing any of this (footbag, not bitching and moaning ) for nothing.
OK, time to stop being such a downer bitch, get off my ass and play some mu' fuckin' footbag! Geez, what would we do without you?
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
There's no way I'll be back in any kind of playing shape in time for the Iowa jam, but that's never stopped me from making a fool of myself before.
