Sophomore year (my final track season), West Chester State College’s track team drove two hours to New Jersey for the Princeton University Indoor relays. In the crowded, sweat-filled team van, slowed by Princeton’s spring break traffic, it happened.
Caught the first glimpse of ultimate Frisbee. The Ivy-League school boys made it look so cool. What a chick-magnet, to be able to do that.
None of the dorm buddies ran track, so upon returning to Ramsey Hall, it was my moral responsibility to teach those sun-worshipping, beer-loving disciples.