Liam Gilson of Minneapolis loves shooting film photos of bike polo in action. Check out his work from this years tournament!
Now that the concrete has been power washed, the boards are back at the warehouse, and the Oval’s skateboarders have returned, we have a moment to reflect on the past weekend. And what a weekend! Below is our thanks, not in order by any means.
Gary Crandall – I finally understand the etymology of the ‘Crandall Award’. Thank you sir for all you have done for us and over the years!
Mr Do and his great live stream
Vince and his wonderful podium!
To all the players! You have showed some major skill improvements, keep it up!
Last but not lease, MPLS BIKE POLO for pulling together again and making this happen.
And thank you all!
To us behind the scenes, this is what the weekend looked like to us.
*This was written back in Dec. 2010 and never posted till now.*
After a fitful night of sleep, having witnessed the prior evening’s debauchery, we arose just in time to get the train rolling from the hotel. After a quick breakfast, the player meeting commenced, where we were informed of the local customs and schedule. At once, the games were underway, with our own Mr. Do on the opening joust, in a battle against clubmates.
Jerry was shooting like a laser for PB&J, and Kat had some great offensive plays with Hot Lava.
Peanut Butter & Jerry (Sven, Dustin & Jerry) opened by beating Hot Lava, then lost two in a row against some super-tough teams: MWBPC8 MVP Chris Simpson’s team Killer Boots (5-2) and Lexington’s Red-Bearded Boner Makers (4-1). They won their next game against Beard Face from Little Rock 3-1, and made it into the Double Elimination bracket by beating Medusa’s Quiver (Pittsburgh) 5-1. PB&J ended up ranked 7th in their group of 25 with a record of 3-2-0.
Hot Lava (Kat, Landon & Greta) lost the aforementioned game to hometown glorykillers PB&J, but then won their second game against Louisville 3-2. They tied with Two Lads & A Lass, then lost to Rage Coma 3-2. I’m missing a game, but they ended up 2-1-1 and did not advance to the double-elimination brackets.
In the afternoon (well, evening…it was basically dark), The Placeholders (Wade, Ramon and I) played Wardens (Capt. Jake, Matt Hewitt, Zach)—who ended up in 3rd place. Obviously outmatched, we lost 4-0. We then beat Pittsburgh’s All-American Badass 2-1. We had an A-court matchup against Chicago’s Team Adorable in what was the most fun game of the tounrament for me, losing to them 2-1. We then moved over to C court, under the light orbs. Lighting was bad, but it affected each team equally I think. The Placeholders lost 2-0 to Lex’s Lady & The Tramps (sorry for hitting you in the face, Rich!) In our last game, we beat Cerebral Ballsy (Chicago) 2-0, but it wasn’t enough to get us into the bracket with a 2-3-0 record.
Get Some Five Dollars, hereinafter referred to as Get Some, were better suited for the task of tournament victories with their matching jerseys (designed by Ebbin himself) and secret weapon—Nick D. They opened with 0-0 tie against the D.C./Florida team Beginner’s Luck, shut-out (5-0) Cerebral Ballsy, then beat Shit Show (Birdie’s great team with female MVP Maija) 5-3.
After their first loss to Hunter’s Heroes (4-3), they were still ranked 5th in the evening group with a game to play. It was a sweet game, and the Heroes took 2nd place in the tournament, a testament to Get Some’s defensive skills. Their final win was a comeback against King Shin Beef from St. Louis. At the end of the rounds, they were 3-1-1.
Having all had a hard day of polo, we returned to the Sidecar to secure cheap food and liquid refreshment. More merriment ensued.
The season never ends its just gets colder.
Over 9 man/woman hours to free half the court of a blanket of 1375 cubic feet of snow. We received about 6″/15.5cm of snow on Friday. Sadly the snowblower would not start on Saturday. Sunday we got it running and worked at clearing the rest of the court.
Played some cutthroat 1 vs 2 and a knife-fight style 2 v 2 game with a single cone as the goal.
Playing in the winter is a whole new ballgame. For one thing every beverage has a 15 minute shelf life before it turns to a soda slushy. For another body to body contact is all but abandoned by the players. Ball handling, positioning and 5-hole shots are the name of this slippery game.
Plus we get to build quinzees.
Pete broke his hand a while back when his cable snapped and he crashed hard after hitting the goal.
Good news is he just got his pins out of his hand and he hopes to be back playing polo in the next month or so.
He’s been stopping by polo every now and then watching and shooting photos. Here are a few from this past Sunday.
Yesterday Pete was going full bore at the goal to defend an against an attack. Slammed on his brake, he heard a PING(which was his cable snapping), he crashed his tire straight into our heavy metal goals, he was thrown over his bars and cracked his head on the ground. Broke a huge piece right off the temple area of his helmet.
If he wasn’t wearing his helmet he’d probably be in the hospital right now but instead he was able to laugh it off and coast his fucked up bike home to his family with nothing more than a sprained wrist.
Please consider wearing a helmet if you don’t now. No matter how great of a cyclist you are there is always mechanical failure to worry about.
He hit the goal so hard that he bent his steel fork backwards into a negative rake.
UPDATE: Pete ended up with two broken bones in his hand. Here’s wishing a quick and easy healing process.
Minneapolis put in a group order with MKE Bicycle Co for some of their aircraft grade polo shafts.
Thanks to Hewitt and the crew at Ben’s Cycle for getting us our order so fast!