Lays, Discs, Cuts and Stacks

Went to my first ultimate game last night. I totally freaked out yesterday morning and evening right before the games. Never played ultimate before in a league. In fact, never played a team sport in my adult life ever. There were about 100 people there and about 8 teams. We played the purple Mermaids and my team name is Too Hot to Handle, episode 13 Season 1 (I have no clue where this name comes from). We're the folks in white.
And I thought really it was the throwing and catching that mattered. Nope. We played man to man defense, zone defense, stacks etc... Complete information overload for me last night. I ran like hell guarding this redhead and ran like hell again, trying to get away from her whenever there was a turnover- all this while trying to figure out where the fuck I was supposed to be whenever the captain yelled "zone!"
But all in all, it was fun. Beer at the Little Shamrock was fun after as well. Even better was the fact that I got a really good work out. My body aches but the adrenalin rush is addictive. I'm excited about the next game.
As for the eddie situation, it's fading out. Pretty quick if you think about it. Some things were regrettable, but that's how I feel about it now. Just regrettable. However, he has to be credited as the catalyst for my long overdue meltdown- making changes in my life as a twenty something, deciding that I really don't need to try to be the thirtysomething yuppie that's settling down. And that I really shouldn't be the recluse that works eighty hours a week and goes home to hide out. Time to move on.