Let me start off by saying that I feel as if I can speak for the whole group in saying that we're pooped.
Senior Defenseman #13 Larry Gilvarg doing what he does 18 out of 24 hours a day
Another week of practice and training in the books the boys and I didn't have much time to kick back and slow things down. On Saturday, a majority of the boys and myself were up early in the morning for UMass Dartmouth's annual Oozeball tournament (pretty much everyone but Larry). You might be sitting there and wondering what the hell that is, and that's not a bad question. You have a volleyball, a big mud pit, and that's about all. My team was knocked out in the first round and every point we scored had absolutely nothing to do with the girls on my team. But, no one really cared because being out in the drizzling rain and the never ending gusty winds of South Eastern Mass for more than and hour covered in mud is nothing anyone looks forward to for the remainder of their Saturdays.
A portion of mine and Jared's(right) team the "Tyed Guys"
Now fast forward to Sunday- the inaugural and soon to be world-renowned Corsair Lacrosse Clinic kicked off at 10am. As I walked through the gates to the beautiful Cressy Field with my roommates Justin, Larry, and Jared- we saw a good piece of the squad playing toss and chatting it up with the local youth players of New Bedford, Dartmouth, and Fall River. These lucky gentlemen did not even realize who they would be learning under for the next couple of hours. Some of these young fellas seemed to blend in with some players from our team i.e Connor Gaffney, Tyler Chasnov, and Brad Bell most notably. For those of you unfamiliar with those names, I just made a "they're not that tall" joke.
Through the chill of the wind and rain, the local lacrosse players went through drills the boys and myself go through routinely under the guidance of one David Beriau, the man behind scenes for the birth of these clinics. With these clinics our hope is to help develop lacrosse throughout the area, give the program some positive exposure, and help raise team funds for various needs. I'm voting we get team gloves, but hey that's just me.
Other news from Sunday: some of the kids on this team dress like complete morons, and no, they don't do it to make people laugh. Among Sunday's best dressed were Brian Grant, Zac Medeiros, and of course Laurence C. Gilvarg. Now let me fill you in on some of these stunning get ups. I'm pretty sure Zac left his room that morning with the intention of looking like a giant banana with navy blue gym shorts on. Larry on the other hand kept it simple and stuck with his usual Champion hoodless sweatshirt and Jordan shorts and a matching pair of Jordan flip flops (which will never not be fresh).
But, the most handsome player of the day award would have gone to who other than Brian Grant. For those of you who don't know Brian, he wakes up every morning and bumps Nick Cannon's "Gigilo" at full blast simply because he can. Below is Brian's Sunday morning get up
In this quick photo, Brian could be trying to resemble Geoffrey the Giraffe previously of Toys R Us ads and Junior midfielder Jordan MacPherson is simply trying to ride his coattails of swagger.
After giving you that amazing image of a true beef castle, I sign off this time from Liberal Arts classroom 102 with a quote from the great Shane Falco, "Pain heals, chicks dig scars, glory lasts forever."
Cheers, No Regrets
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