If memory serves me...
Well, that's the problem these days, it doesn't. At least related to frisbee. As I age not quite so gracefully, I find that it is becoming more and more difficult to remember things. Let me digress...
I remember when I was a young pup in college, and the Earth Atomizer years post college. Throw in a bunch of summer leagues, including Westchester summer league, Boston Corporate League. Hell, even the first few years of DoG. So we're talking 1984-roughly 1995-6. I used to remember every pass I threw, caught, most passes other people threw, what happened on defense, what we played on defense, my stats in general. We took statistics on Earth Atomizer for a few years (that's a whole other discussion), which also helped refine my memories at the time, and gave me additional incentive to make sure I didn't get screwed.
But you could wax rhapsodic after a weekend was over about the minutia of every single game, your best throws, what you were wearing. In particular, you could remember every single detail of your turnovers, who to blame, why this guy didn't cut right, how if the receiver didn't suck or slow down they wouldn't have gotten d'ed, why couldn't they read the disc.
Now I'm lucky if I remember what happened during the day that very same night. For instance, this year at Nationals, I played 7 games in 4 days. I had 3 turnovers for the entire weekend. At this point (and last week when I was reminiscing with Jim), I can only remember 2 of them. The laughable long forehand attempt to Forch (and I don't even remember which game that was in), and a backhand upwind up the line to the Englishman that apparently he wasn't open on. This was against Sockeye, and I think it was the semis, although I'm not even certain of that anymore. Scary, eh?
This isn't really trolling for comments/hits, but I'm curious to see if any of the other old-timers out there, and perhaps the not quite so old, but not quite so young timers are also experiencing the same thing?
I remember when I was a young pup in college, and the Earth Atomizer years post college. Throw in a bunch of summer leagues, including Westchester summer league, Boston Corporate League. Hell, even the first few years of DoG. So we're talking 1984-roughly 1995-6. I used to remember every pass I threw, caught, most passes other people threw, what happened on defense, what we played on defense, my stats in general. We took statistics on Earth Atomizer for a few years (that's a whole other discussion), which also helped refine my memories at the time, and gave me additional incentive to make sure I didn't get screwed.
But you could wax rhapsodic after a weekend was over about the minutia of every single game, your best throws, what you were wearing. In particular, you could remember every single detail of your turnovers, who to blame, why this guy didn't cut right, how if the receiver didn't suck or slow down they wouldn't have gotten d'ed, why couldn't they read the disc.
Now I'm lucky if I remember what happened during the day that very same night. For instance, this year at Nationals, I played 7 games in 4 days. I had 3 turnovers for the entire weekend. At this point (and last week when I was reminiscing with Jim), I can only remember 2 of them. The laughable long forehand attempt to Forch (and I don't even remember which game that was in), and a backhand upwind up the line to the Englishman that apparently he wasn't open on. This was against Sockeye, and I think it was the semis, although I'm not even certain of that anymore. Scary, eh?
This isn't really trolling for comments/hits, but I'm curious to see if any of the other old-timers out there, and perhaps the not quite so old, but not quite so young timers are also experiencing the same thing?
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