I didn’t write anything last night because I was chatting with my partner in podcast crime instead. Ryan Smythe and I podcast together pretty regularly anyway, so we decided to make it official. Check out the first episode of West Coast Bias here.
Kissimmee Cooldown Pt 2 will be up later this week, but today I wanted to focus on something near and dear to my heart—and my geography: Best Coast Classic.
Yes, I know that this is late and that I’ve been to regionals and back again. But considering how things went for the Spartans (woo for day 2!) and Skrewts (woo for not qualifying in the last spot!), it feels fitting that I finish this thing with this year’s regional fresh on my mind.
If my first year of quidditch was about exceeding nonexistent expectations, then 2014-2015 was the year of high expectations that ended in disappointment. This was a team that had gone to World Cup for the first time and had the potential to go back. We certainly had the desire, anyway. An overwhelming, win at all costs desire. There’s no way to talk about that regional without looking at the whole season.
I wish I could say that it seems like yesterday that I was heading off to Arizona for my first regional championship. Since I crammed a lot of quidditch into the last four-ish years, the earlier stuff is starting to get a little hazy. So, in an effort to fight the inevitable decay of memory and to share a look back at how someone can go from knowing nothing about quidditch to (arguably) too much, this week my Road to Regionals will begin in Tempe, head up to Roseville, make its way down to Westwood, and come full circle in Peoria.
Let’s go for a ride, guys.