On the flip of that, footbag is so ingrained in me its not even funny. My ideals, worth ethic and plenty of other things are derived from footbag. Not a day goes by where I don’t airshred a blurry torque or a whirring swirl. Checking modified compusively makes so much sense. Day dreaming about mobius>barroque rpt is nothing new. Always wanting to better my shred game turned into the same way I try to better my life. These days I feel like anything is accomplishable (word?). I spend hours working with illustrator/ps/id so I can be the best graphic designer I can be. I don’t think I would be anywhere at all honestly If It wasn;t for hack. I had no motiviation, no idea what I wanted to do with my life and pretty much just wanted to smoke and play video games forever 3 ½ years ago.
I think like most footbaggers i tried a bunch of other hobbies, guitar/drums, wrestling, online hacking skating whatever but footbag is the one that really stuck with me. Shredding is just such a genuine feeling, I always feel like even on bad sessions that I’m working towards something and pete and doug will still recongize my progress.
Also theres just pete and doug in themselves, I owe them a lot. I can honestly say I would never play footbag if I didn’t think pete was cool when I first met him 3+ years ago. I thought it looked stupid as hell from the videos I saw but actually seeing mobius and blurry whirl and osis and all that in person from a person who seemed similar to me made me want to be able to do the same. I met pete on here and met him in person on the boston commons with two hacker friends who weren’t nearly as impressed as I was. I remember telling my friend nate that if I could hit osis then I would retire. Playing with doug for the first time was the same way. I wanted the confidence and control they appeared to have over the bag. I don’t think just any one would have inspired me to play with such a force that I did those years, but pete and doug and ben motherfucking little helped me big time and I loved all of the positive feedback and funny shit that happened at our really early sessions.
It’s cool how things played out. I like trying to one up them with jani walkers atomic dlos and superflys and stuff in the same way they own me with surging, reverse swirls, variety and just about everything they’ve helped me out with lots of stuff, I couden’t hit torch r rack to beat doug in circle if doug never taught me mirage. We chill together too, me and pete saw the wu, drank sometimes, and hung out after nearly every session. Although I’ve gotten tips from amazing players, things like “set this much higher” or “swirl a little more behind you” will never mean as much to me as the advice about the ups and downs of playing that pete has taught me. I know that if I never shuffle outside of north eastern with people that have always been older brothers to me, I won’t be happy.
There are people I havent seen in years or have lost contact with that I miss less then then a lot of footbaggers. I have many friends, but I only think kevin and a few others are my best friends. Pete and doug and tristan definetly belong there too.
Cause footbag is more then tricks. I’ll be really fucking sad if I never get to hang out with bruce and boatz and the rest of the nyfa ewoks again, if I never eat piquante pizza with matt k or hit drunken superflys on the roof with willy, or never shred and chill in times square with john goode again or hit whirling swirls with nick cat . If I don’t see jay talk to himself midstring or cringe at matt crosses crank. Or geek out over everything footbag with dave beyers or screw martin. Or give t money props on hard fives. If I don’t rash on mike toolan at every chance I get my life will suck because although I’ve only been to 5 or 6 jams, people who play footbag with me know me better then most people do in my normal life. I am the most me when im playing. Footbag is so geniune and universal and I am the most me I ever will be when i spend time with these people and giving that up sounds like it will suck….scratch that will one thousand percent suck will suck.
Plus theres so much to do. I haven’t shredded with the ceiling fan, or played with dave more then once or met penske or nick landes or justin dale or plenty of other people. I havent hit nemesis big apple or montage or blurry torque b2b and I know that someday, I could do those things one day if I wanted. Because that is what footbag has shown me. Anything can be done.
I never thought i would be able to hit all the fives i can do bs or have people say i inspired them (wtf watch some ansii i suck you pussies

). I never thought that i could get as good as pete and doug ARE, and for all that i am greatful.
Thanks if you read my bitching. I love footbag, the people it has brought me and the times it’s given me. Thanks to everyone I’ve ever drank a beer with, smoked a bowl with, played footbag with, given/received a high five, rambled about life and music with and did’nt view me the way the rest of the world does. You’re my favorite peopple for sure. I
feel like the positive out weighs the negative but I don’t know how worth (possibly) building my game back up is a third fucking time. If something is torn in my knee, word up I’ll do anything I can to rebuild it to hit flip torch r rack, but I don’t know if I can handle a third stress fracture….but I also know that I cant handle being without those godamn blurry torques.
I'm glad i didn't retire after i hit osis.
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