After weeks of debate, you’ve finally decided which short pattern will best fit the tournament mood for the weekend. The 3 winners are packed in your trusty tournament bag, right next to the requisite jar of pickles and your lucky sweat band.
You log on to twitter to get PUMPED! (read: to see the most recent @FacesofUltimate post) and your feed is clogged with Bill Murray blizzard GIFs and speculation about tournament cancellations. Typing in Ultiworld handle’s into the search bar takes twice as long with all your fingers crossed, but you manage to peck out the 11 characters plus enter. Your heart begins to pound as your eyes squint to read the confirmation:
You quickly spiral through the seven stages of cancelled-tournament grief:
After passing through your entire spectrum of emotional capability, you come to the conclusion that there will be other tournaments. Opening up your weekend to other options, like orange mocha frappuccinos with your best fronds: