It’s 6:08 am, and I’m about to leave, coffee mug in hand, for Ultimate practice with the Beacon team. Seven years ago, I had to convince 10 kids that this was a sport, and we practiced on the North Lawn softball fields in Central Park, often getting chased out by baseball teams… now, we return eighteen veteran boys who bug me to start 6:30 practices as early as possible… we will have a girls team for the first time ever… and it looks like, given how many kids have asked me to be on the team already, we’ll have a JV squad as well.

Wild. Can’t be late… more later.