ps st. cloud, i found a hoodie of yours and i will try to get it to
nozz give it to kenny to give to his friend.
ps. I think i have a plan to take care of GOP as well....
HAHAHAHAHHAHA
hehheheh
heh heh
ok.
bye
HOWEVER. In response to kue...hotmail.com. This so called "plan to
take care of GOP" sounds quite suspicious. You may be uninformed, but
here in America, we have something called the PATRIOT ACT. Any secret
plan to take care of GOP is considered a serious threat to national
security, and this information may be passed on to the government. I
hope you will "reconsider" your role in this "plan." I also hope that
you decide that terrorism is bad, and you will discontinue your
terrorist activities.
Finally, to Handy. GOP is not a B+ team. It is America's A team. I
very much hope that you do not view America as a B+ country. Because
here in America, we have something called the PATRIOT ACT (for a better
explanation, see above). I might also note that America always wins,
and, come regionals, you will all learn that GOP, America's team, will
follow suit.
racists.
secondly, there are worse things that can happen in life than having a
disc stolen. there is cancer, there is 9/11, there is helen keller,
there is having your disc peed on. sorry, but we peed on some discs.
really. and the thing is, gop hydrates really well, so the pee was
clear, like rain. you would not have noticed until it was too late.
did you smell pee on your hands? that was gopee.
sorry. its in the past. so stop BITCHING about it. we cant change
that now. we are not magicians. we are not GOD. just like i cant dig
up terri schiavo and pop her feeding tube back in (though i WOULD if i
could) i can't give you back your frisbees. at least give them back
without pee on them. whats done is done. do you want us to build a
TIME MACHINE!?!?!?!?! well, we CAN'T. so what is the use in being
sorry. THINK BEFORE YOU TALK.
but man, did i have a few laughs at your clever manipulation of the
english language. man, was i hurt! you really got us when you called
us a b+ team. but then wait, you took that, and you changed it to D+
team!!! classic. take one thing and make it a little worse!!!
wooooo!!! terrorist.
racists.
please. think about how what you say EFFECTS people. this hurts guys.
i thought we were friends.
i guess not.
and you are not invited to regionals anymore. its at our school and
you guys arent invited. jerks.
i wub joo,
dave ohls
ps. if you want to buy more discs for us to steal, get some decent
designs because i am SICK of what you guys have.
I categorically deny that GoP, as an institution, "stole" any discs.
touche...
touche....
ouch...
touche....
<33333333333333,t-car
~~~~~~~~~
--they are the Gods of Plastic!!!!!!!!!
Keep it up fellas!
It was Sunday consolation games at Mardi Gras a few years ago, and
while grey skies and windy weather swirled above the soccer complex,
the C bracket had been sent to seperate fields at a park a few miles
away. The fields at the park were perfect. Surrounded by trees and
furry woodland creatures, there was no wind and the sun seemed to shine
down only on us and our field. Unfortunately, the team we were
supposed to play, didn't show up.
To kill time while we tried to pickup another game, we threw, played
some disc golf, and gayed around in the woods for a while. Finally two
teams that were playing had finished. GOP was done for the day and in
the process of taking off their cleats when we approached them about
picking up. We explained we had been cheated out of our last game of
the day, and they graciously agreed to play us, albeit mainly barefoot
and in hawaiin shirts.
It was a reasonably close game if I remember, full of great plays and
great spirit. About mid game, GOP introduced us to the "ISO Mr.
Thompson" play. While his team stacked up, a GOP thrower called out
"ISO Mr. Thompson!" As the mark started counting, nothing happened.
Stall 1, Stall 2... again he calls out "ISO Mr. Thompson!" still
nothing.. stall 3, stall 4, stall 5, "ISO Mr. Thompson!" Then
inquisitively a GOP receiver turns to one of our defender and says "I
think he's talking to you." While our players stood there confused,
the GOP player took off and a huck went up. I don't remember if the
throw was complete, but it defnitely was completely awesome. GOP won
by a few, and what happened next changed me forever.
We weren't much of a cheering sort of team, (Who is?), but we decided
they deserved one. Before we could even think of a cheer, their team
approached us, laid a boombox down, pressed play and proceeded to dance
the complete choreographed dance from Michael Jackson's "Beat it" video
and it was awesome. I don't have a ton of fun when losing, but if I
ever did, this was it.
So in conclusion, did GOP steal some discs? I dunno, I just can't
believe it.
The team danced "beat it."
GOP was up to their usual goofy antics, most of which revolved around a
very large stuffed animal, a car, or monkey, or bear. but anyway the
aformentioned b-team managed to sneak up on GOP and abscond most
decisevly with said stuffed animal. Much to the lamentation of GOP.
This team then drove that damn thing all the way home and I believe it
still resides in some ex players basement where they party and spill
beer on it and stuff. there is probably more to the story but I am
stoned...
in essence, GOP... "learned it from you B-Team... they learned it from
you!!!"
happy faces
Interestingly enough, GOP later found an exact duplicate of said
stuffed animal, only purple instead of whatever shit color the original
was. It was found in the same state that this unnamed team hails from.
strange.
This new fruit pooch lasted until one bow-legged future captain of GOP
teabagged it and its head was slightly separated from its body and lots
of little styrofoam pebbles leaked out all over and then CUT stole
Fruit Pooch and then GOP stole Pooch back AND stole CUT's Nintendo
controllers and then eventually CUT whined a lot and got 'em back.
So, the moral of the story is:
Winona stole GOP's discs first. GOP just stole 'em back and took some
of Winona's to teach them a lesson.
Don't worry. Whine enough and I'm sure GOP will give them back when
they see you guys at Regionals.
Right?
Seriously,
Leslie
First, it is pretty ridiculous to accuse a whole team of thievery
because of one misguided youth. It is additionally ridiculous in the
case of discs. Discs at tournaments get stolen. Period. I don't condone
the activity, but it happens, get used to it. Every team probably has
at least one disc thief. If you don't want your discs stolen, don't
bring them; instead, you can keep them wrapped in plastic and at home.
Second, as you may or may not be aware, Ultimate as an institution is
changing. Back in the olde olde days, that I don't know about, I am
sure "it" was "better." Now, the game is trying to clean up its image
and present it to the world so that we might get some Aretha. From
uni-color shirts with numbers at Nattys to actually turning rosters in
on time, or not drinking on the fields. Somewhere in the middle is
where I got introduced to my love, and GoP is the team that hooked us
up. We wore Hawaiians with blue and yellow striped socks and it was
deliciously hideous. We ran a ridiculous offense that didn't make
sense. We drank at tryouts in the Spring, in the snow. We pledged our
allegiance to a giant stuffed Pooch (which is, in fact, a dog).
The Story of the Pooch:
Carleton Thievery 101, 201 and 395.
Back in the "good old days," (and this was before my time, so the
details may be slightly incorrect) GoP acquired the Pooch after a night
of (separate) heavy drinking by both GoP and Syzygy. Syzygy originally
pilfered the Pooch from a themed campus house, and had their way with
him. By which I mean, they R. Kellyed all over him, and left him in the
rain. Being the good Samara citizens, that they are, GoP adopted the
Pooch from the Humane Society (or, they found him in the
street/gutter/garbage), and nursed him back to reasonable health.
When the time came, and he was feeling well again, he would travel with
the team to tournaments and act as a mascot, nurse, friend, and
counselor. He was dubbed Fruit Pooch. He became a symbol of GoP, and
wherever you saw that Big Blue Pooch, GoP was surely around.
Now, when you bring something like this to a tournament, you are
begging for a team to try and steal it. At least, that is how it was in
the "good olde days," when people understood "Disc Karma" and sharing
some Jaeger during the pre-game flip. Nowadays, whiny punks can run to
mommy and compwain that somewon stowle thewe fwisbee and wote mean
nasty things all ower it.
But I digress.
Several kidnapping attempts were made on Fruit Pooch, but the Defenders
of the Pooch were always there, to protect him. That is, until Dave
Landis. No, I am not talking about Dave Landis, the director of several
Michael Jackson videos, I am talking about THE Dave Landis. Dave
Landis, the tall, nappy-headed, phantom-greatest, GoPper. I feel bad
calling him out like this, but he is crucial to the story. During
Fool's Fest of '02, GoP was warming up for a game, Mr. Landis stayed
behind, with the implicit knowledge he was to defend the Pooch. But,
defend it he did not, and several Asspiring Mamabirds snatched the
Pooch and hid him in their car.
Later in the day, the getaway vehicle was spotted driving by our field
with the Pooch waving good-bye to us. The True Defenders jolted into
action. Half the team literally left the game we were playing to run
across endless Kansas fields after this SUV. The driver had got himself
into the very unfortunate position of having to turn left onto Iowa
(one of the busiest streets in Lawrence, KS), and the Defenders nearly
caught up with them. The driver then put Fruit Pooch's very life, not
to mention his own and the other's in the car, at risk by turning into
oncoming traffic in order to get away. He had to do this because the
Defenders were within a few yards of the automobile, which would have
likely suffered severe damage.
Only later did we discover how deep the cowardice of the thieves ran.
>From what I have gathered from various sources, Fruit Pooch did not
make any appearances at any tournaments again. If you know anything
about Honor, you probably are aware that putting him on display is part
of the game. Instead, Fruit Pooch lived in a Colorado basement, where
he was tortured with smoke, liquor and other bodily fluids being
embedded into him, not to mention being forced to watch endless hours
of really horrible pool being played. He was discovered by a Defender
two years later, and through a marked quantity of bravado and trickery,
she was able to liberate the One True Fruit Pooch from his hellish
prison, where he made an anticlimactic return at the annual GoP Alumni
Game last Spring.
It is of note, that a former Defender found Fruit Pooch's estranged
brother abandoned on a random street corner in Middle Amurrica. Fruit
Pooch 2002, as he was dubbed, was donated to the Cause at the 2003
Alumni Game. The whereabouts of both Pooches are currently unknown. As
I said, this game is ever changing.
Skzip, I remember that moment quite well. Iso. Mr. Thompson is a must
in any team's playbook, and nothing can stop the Beat It cheer.
Although the Carmina Burana cheer after GoP/Olaf IV, 2001 was pretty
awesome, too.
In summary, Ollie, simmer down and have a few drinks with GoP the next
time you see them. Afterwords, apologize for being so mean spirited.
And you don't know shit, Leslie, Seriousowski
--Ron Mexico--
dar.
I am just getting sick of it and caught GoP in the act. I want people
to play ultimate for the love it and not have to worry about silly shit
like that. I don't want to play for a sport that we can't bring new a
disc to play with because nobody wants to get thier's stolen, and in
turn start playing with shittier and shittier discs. That's not fun to
me. So GoP if you admit to having as your teams rules and statutes that
you steal unmarked discs you guys are asses.
I consider myself a nice guy, we went to southerns this year and played
against flordia state, my team hated them, but they were a good bunch
of people. One guy on saturday noticed that he lost one of his discs
and I was like oh that's shitty. I overheard one of our freshman
talking about how they got one of their discs and laughing. That night
I did the noble thing and stole the disc back and found them on sunday
and returned the guy his disc. The funny thing is I got a disc stolen
that sunday after our 2nd game and I was pissed. Do the right thing,
buy your own discs they only cost 8 dollars.
My first post wasn't to complaine about GoP and then hear a history of
getting their team. I don't care about the dog thing. I was just
telling people at regionals to keep track of their discs while playing
you because I know that there are a few people on your team that don't
know how to buy their own discs, maybe those people should go to a
cheaper school so they can afford thier own discs. and stop being so
cocky GoP just because you play for a school that has a actually good
ultimate team doesn't mean that you are Gods in Ultimate, nobody likes
a cocky team