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From: parinell@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (James C Parinella) 
Subject: Re: Montreal Jazz Festival Tournament Summary 
Date: 7 Jul 1994 03:39:09 GMT


Pablo's post, while informative, does not do justice to the
tournament..  a little yellow journalism is in order, n'est-ce
pas?

The Bar Show (aka Boston Big Ego) took Quebec by storm this
independence day weekend, taking the First Annual Montreal
Ultimate Jazz Fest tournament.

Before I give an unbiased account of the weekend's activities,
let me congratulate our hosts, the Montreal Lawn Boys, for a
most excellent tournament. The weather was divine, except for
one thunderstorm (which began and ended during our only bye.
God owes me a a couple favors).  There was so much spirit is
was pathetic (The UPA will soon be receiving by proposal to
encourage trash-talking in Ultimate). And there is nothing
better then spending the evening at the Jazz Festival
listening to some cool music.  Everyone should be sure to make
next year's tournament.

And there was this cool trophy. More about that later.

So Ed Hwang "Chung", unable to pass up the opportunity to play
some disc in a foreign land and listen to some jazz, rounded
up some of his MIT teammates and and a few Boston area friends
(thanks to Pepe le Geech, Rob "Mon Dieu" Armstrong, Pablo
"Chocolat Mousse" Martinez, Raph "Liberte, Fraternite, et
Egalite" Savir, "Mork et" Mindy McWilliams, and "Mon" Tross),
and headed north, vowing to make Canada join the Union as the
51st state. "Le pays est a moi."

The Bar Show, inspired by their cheers of "Win at All Costs"
and "Cheat to Win" took it all. Pabs "Blue Ribbon" Martinez
gave you a rundown of the scores, but I'll throw in a couple
highlights he missed.

Our first pool game against Fred, from Fredrickton Canada, was
notable for an "all walking point" where both teams.. walked.
To be humble, I will admit that the Bar Show failed to score
when trying to do an all-scoober point, thanks to Pepe "my
real name is Matt" le Geech's failed attempt at a half-field
scoober huck.

In the second pool play game against, Central Park Ultimate,
Big Ego stormed to a strong lead, at which point the CPU
captain pulled the old Lightning trick.  Claiming to have seen
lightening in the distance, the game was suspended until the
celestial fireworks passed.  When play resumed, CPU stormed
back, only to lose by one at cap.  However, to erase any
doubts of which team was better, the Bar Show beat them like a
rug in the Semifinals. This time, the skies were clear and no
lightning could save CPU.

The final game on Saturday against our host Lawn Boys featured
the meeting of the minds, as two Big Ego Players, Tufts' Geech
and Souheil "I bow before me" Inati collided going for the
disc. Pepe "I don't have rabies" le Geech's teeth planted
themselves in Souheil's scalp, and much blood ensued.
Fortunately, no teeth was lost.

Sunday began with The Bar Show leaving one their players
behind at the hotel while he was paying the bill.  Despite
their efforts, the player proved resourceful enough to find
his way to the field in time for the game (Thanks DC!).

In the quarterfinal game against Ottawa (not Wax), Ottawa had
just scored to take a 4-1 lead. Souheil "Spark Plug" Inati
spiked his lawn chair not once but twice, igniting the team to
a 21-1 run that would last over that and the next game.

The finals showcased a rematch between The Bar Show and Hurl.
Big Ego took an early 6-3 lead, only to see it tied at 6s
after Hurl mounted a comeback. However, the game ended with
The Bar Show on top, 15-10 (not 15-12, as Pablo "stalling 7 8
.. uh, 4" Martinez would have you believe).

Then came the trophy presentation.. the trophy was a nice gold
saxophone crafted out of foil and stuff, mounted on a nice
black base.  Along with that, there was a nicely painted disc,
which said something like "Montreal Ultimate blah blah
Champions 199-blah." James "Bite Me" Sarvis immediately began
a game of milk with the trophy disc, and there was much
rejoicing.

We will be sure to be back to defend our title next year at
this, the finest of all tournaments in a French-speaking area.
We hope to see teams of all tongues there to watch us play
milk with the trophy once again (whether we win it or not).

Je me souviens,

Jim "I designate this as my goal scorer" Parinella