Showing posts with label Hootenanni Pussywillows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hootenanni Pussywillows. Show all posts

Monday, July 09, 2007

Beware the wrath of Carla

Phew! Carla, you would not have been disappointed with the second half of the game. We started the second half the same way we started the first, and powered our way to a 17-8 victory. I think it was by far our best all-around performance. I think we'll look back on this game and say that was the game where we turned the corner. Or else we'll look back and I'll feel like a colossal ass for saying that just now.

Defensively we had quite a few great individual plays, and we also caused a fair share of Stall 9 throws. Defense can still improve by continuing to work hard, along with communication on the field and help from the sidelines.

I really thought the offense was the best it's been in quite awhile. Smart, quick throws really allowed us to do whatever we wanted out there. We rarely got caught on the sidelines, the HO worked pretty well, people were making crisp passes and motivated cuts.

So, the re-launch of the Hounds has started well. But, to paraphrase the Wolf from Pulp Fiction, let's not start licking each other's popsicles just yet.

Thoughts on the game?

Also, Dan and Owen were introduced to the ritual off the Hounds post-game meal. We'll eat anything...

I never forget a pussy...willow.

Yee haw!!

We're playing the Hootenanni Pussywillows!! It's tonight at Sunnybrook on the North Cricket Pitch! That's our new home!! Bring your banjoes! Use lots of exclamation marks!

Please be there as soon as possible (6:15-ish) so we can have a good warm-up and go over strategy.

Some things we will go over will involve the HO:

1) always set this up off of static plays (turnover in endzone, out of bounds, etc).
2) set up stack 10-15 yards deep (keep it close).
3) handlers keep working the disc to the middle person to distribute upfield.
4) cutters communicate with each other beforehand so you are on the same page.
5) cutters stay on your side of the field (don't cross the electric fence).