Eastern University Lacrosse

Once again I am very apologetic about the long periods of silence on the blog, but for the last few weeks I have been as nomadic as I have ever been and really didn’t have time to write a new entry, until today.   Over the past few weeks I have been all over the Northeast (literally, the only two states I haven’t been in northeast of PA is Vermont and Maine).  I have logged many miles and many hours along the way but I finally made it back here to Philly in one piece.   Since it’s been a while since I have last updated you on my life, I will start from the beginning.

Last time I told everyone about the weekend getaway that the interns all had up in Point Pleasant, NJ.  I honestly had such a good time that I decided to go back and play for FCA in the War at the Shore tournament held right down the road.  This tournament could have been one of the craziest things I have ever seen.  From the amount of people who were there, about 70 teams, to some of the actual players that were there, Max Quinzani and Jack McBride, to some of the ridiculous team names, Peeping toms and the NJ Playboys, it was just an all around chaotic weekend.  Our team didn’t do too hot, we went 2-4 and only beat one team because they were all completely hung over and the game was at 8 am.  But hey a win is a win.  The highlight of the weekend was after one of our game a team starts warming up and this team consists of Max Quinzani, Ned Crotty, Jack McBride, and a whole host of other DI players so naturally I hung around to watch how good this team was.  Little did I realize that a team of no name kids would come out and absolutely man handle the DI all stars.  It was actually pretty crazy how badly they got beat.  That weekend I also caught a baby duck in the ocean so that was also pretty sweet.

The next weekend was a pretty good one as I traveled home to New Hampshire just to leave two days later for my brother’s wedding in southern Connecticut.   Over the next few days there was the rehearsal dinner and the actual wedding.  Thankfully this time there were no people ruining dances by not knowing which way to go (Harshaw).   And just in case anyone even thought for a moment that Harshaw was right in that I was messing up the dances, let me just assure you of how very wrong he was.  The song “hit me with your best shot” came on at one point and I started to break it down to say the least.  Before I realized it there was actually a circle of people around me clapping and cheering for me.  Needless to say that I am prepared at any point while I am dancing so I did not panic, instead I pulled out a move that most people probably thought was the highlight of the whole wedding (way more interesting then that whole ceremony with rings and all the readings and what not).  So as I walked into the center of the circle, to the untrained eye it probably looked as though I was confused and just dancing around.  But what came next blew the crowd away.  It was in the last chorus of the song and when Pat Benatar screamed the words “FIRE AWAY” I stole the show by spinning around on my butt break dance style.  I know that most of you probably didn’t know I had the capability to steal a show like that, but that is why it was so perfect because no one was prepared for it.  And that is the story of how with a few spins on my butt I made the Sharbaugh wedding complete. 

So this brings us to the last weekend and let me just say that between these weekend excursion my life has been filled with a lot of sleeping and sitting on that same butt that I break dance on like a champ.  This past weekend I actually took a trip down to Ocean City Maryland to play in the OC classic with an FCA team.  Well we did even worse than the first tournament going 0-4 but I would say our team had multiple wins throughout the weekend.  The last game was particularly memorable because we actually stood a chance against the team we were playing seeing how there were no DI all Americans or MLL players on the other team.  The first memorable moment was when we decided to have the two goalies take the face off.  It was probably one of the more pathetic things I had ever seen so as I ran in as the LSM the other wing guys and I decided we would stand back and let the two of them battle for the ground ball and not give them any help.  The second best moment of this game was probably the play of my career and I don’t know why I didn’t think of this tactic earlier.  One of the other teams defenders (who was an under armour all American, just FYI) was running the ball down the sideline on the side of the field our box was on.  As middie came off so I could go on as LSM the ref was standing right in front of the box, so I had a stroke of genius.  As I came onto the field, I ducked down and hid behind the ref as the other teams defender came unsuspectingly closer to me, once he got in striking range I jumped up from behind the ref and screamed.  This kid may be going to Maryland, but I guarantee he will never see such an intelligent defensive play in the ACC.  As he was startled I stripped him and fed it up field to one of our attack men who scored.  Yes, that was the time I stripped an All American and got an assist all in the same play.

Over the summer I have spent a lot of time in front of the computer reading about lacrosse and lacrosse related things.  Here is a video to sum up my new personality as a “laxer”….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nqg01Nk3SYI

enjoy.