Parity - Week 14 Romance

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

I read that somewhere. When you think about it, but for the boasting/proud thing and that part about not recording wrongs, Parity is a lot like love. This all came to me this year on Valentine's Day, which is very apropos.

Gotta Look Good: Who noticed that Sully got a haircut? Who noticed that Sully broke out the yellow pants? Who noticed that when Justine was subbing with Sully's team, the person who threw to (and wooed) Justine the most was... Nick Theriault and Trevor Stocki?!

Putting all that effort in to looking good and then hardly paying attention to your beau on date night seems like you're doing it wrong.

Speaking of Looking Good: The two best statistical performances of the night came from people wearing yellow pants. This speaks to the age-old adage, the clothes make the frisbee player.

Inspirational Power of Love: It's possible that people were really, really trying to impress the sideline this week. Here are the people who came within 1 serendipitous moment of a triple-triple.

• Christopher Keates
• Ian Ewing
• Kirsten Querbach
• Mark Tryhardahue
• Owen Lumley
• Sina Dee

In order, I am certain the reasons for falling just short are as follows: pants not yellow enough, looks off Justine too much, in the endzone too much to throw assists, didn't try hard enough, didn't wear yellow pants, was distracted by his lovely girlfriend watching from the sideline.

Quite the Reach: Nick Aggy did a funny pirouette to reach back around himself to catch a poorly thrown frisbee, not only showing off his dance moves but also his commitment to his teammates.

Squeezing it in There: The first game of the night was full off offense that tried to work the disk into the tightly confined spaces allowed by the defense. There is a metaphor in here somewhere.

The Jitters: Sometimes, love makes us nervous. Do you remember those awkward teenage moments when you just couldn't figure out the right thing to say or do?

Andre Scott does. Andre Scott made eye contact with a handler but couldn't maintain it. I assume he was nervous, and started to blush. He had to look away! The disk was already thrown. Recognizing his mistake too late, Andrew spun, danced, groped for the disk, and in a display of having no idea what to do with his hands, and in a display so typically love-struck doe-eyed teenager that we can all relate, dropped it.

Showing Off: Nick Theriault felt that a stall 1 full-length cross-field hammer was the best option. It was completed. The entire sideline threw him napkins with smoochy lipstick prints and phone numbers on them.

Acts of Generosity: Brian Kells is quite the giver, and led the league (by a lot) with 8 assists.

Acts of Selfishness: A bunch of people had 5 goals. Weird that the league has more takers than givers. There's a joke in here somewhere.

Staying Power: Adam MacDonald had zero D's this week. We all knew he couldn't keep up a 7 D a week pace forever.

Focus: Some of you were perfect. No throw aways. No Drops. It takes a certain intense focus to finish a game like that.

• Ashlin Kelly
• Christopher Castonguay
• Edwin Wong
• Karen Kavenaugh
• Rob Tyson
• Steve Chow

All's Fair in Love and Catching: My favorite play of the night this week was when Rob Ives, while covering Steve Chow, quit on life in the middle of a layout. In a moment that really needed to be seen to really capture the complete absurdity of it, Chow broke Rob's spirit.

Rob was doing a really good job of defending Chow in the end zone, but the throw went up anyway. Sitting right on Chow's inside shoulder, Rob reached out and left his feet to get the D, making such solid contact on the disk that the sound was audible on the sideline opposite the play. The only problem? Chow had the disk.

Incredulous at the outcome and still in mid air, Rob threw his hands up and turned before sliding along the turf on his back, arms outstretched in disbelief.