Angels Division
Black Sheep -- Stephen Chiang stephen@workbook.com
Caoutchouc -- Ryan Schaben ryanschaben@yahoo.com
Damn -- Mike Bell Bellboy5@aol.com
Lechuga -- Ricky Cappe furrd@adelphia.net
Pepperdine -- Austin Outhavong Austin.Outhavong@pepperdine.edu
Plum Sauce -- Sandy Ganzell sandy.ganzell@pomona.edu
Smaug -- Peter Muscat muscat@ucla.edu
Swingers -- Anni Rodgers ann.rodgers.2004@anderson.ucla.edu
Viking Kittens -- Michael Matthys rolic@peoplepc.com
Team Bios
BEDFORD MULES
In 1972, the Bedford Mules were sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These
desperate fugitives promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground.
Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as disc-huckers of fortune.
If you are struggling with your zone d, if no one else can get the block, and if you can score on them, maybe
you can hire--the Bedford Mules.
BLACK SHEEP
Black sheep. You know what a black sheep is. It's the one that doesn't fit in, the one that nobody wants to
talk about, the one that you try to shove to the back corners of your mind. It's the one that isn't
mentioned except in quiet whispers behind closed doors. There's one in every family, in every town,
every team. Not all black sheep may recognize who, or more appropriately "what", they are. But not us, we
know we are the black sheep. When the others flock together, reprimanding, questioning, excluding the black sheep, just what do they think that little black
sheep does? I will tell you. The black sheep wanders off, until far beyond earshot of the flock it calls to
the other black sheep who have also wandered away. And
there in a lush, green valley, out of sight from the others . . . they play ultimate. Over much time have
they kept their secret, quietly throwing the disc, silently sending the hammer, ever-so-softly landing in
the grass after a layout D. But this winter they will stay quiet no longer. No, they will NOT be kept in the
shadows!
We are the BLACK SHEEP, and we are here to play ultimate
CAOUTCHOUC
A hodge-podge, rough and tumble, randomly-assembled collection of ultimate scragglers who have congealed
into an oozing mass of coagulated talent and named themselves a word that sounds like we're hacking up a
hairball with a mouthful of peanut butter.
DAMN
Now entering its sixth consecutive year of Winter League, DAMN prides itself on being the oldest team on
the field (in more ways than one). In fact, if you laid all our years of Ultimate experience end to end,
they would stretch back further than the birth of our nation. Our crustiest three handlers are older than
the entire Cal Tech starting seven.
That said ... we challenge all-comers to out-hustle us on the field, or out-party us after the game. Are we
proud of our 2002 Championship? Sure, but we're just as proud of the fact we were the last ones drinking
when the party shut down. You may say we have no life, but we say we've got way too much. Father time
be damned ... let's play some Ultimate!
FERAL ULTIMATE
Feral: (a) Existing in a wild or untamed state and/or (b) having returned to an untamed state from
domestication.
Unwashed, unsettling, rabid and quick-moving, you can't trust feral animals. They know no fear, they
thrive off garbage. Give them an inch and they'll take 70-yards. How did these once cute animals get
this way? Maybe they were always unsuited for the confines of domesticated ultimate. Maybe being left
out in the snow by the rest of the winter league teams catalyzed this metamorphosis. Either way FU!
GOOD HURT
In ancient times, hundreds of years before the dawn of history, a tribe of people... who went by the name
"Good Hurt" danced their primitive rites on the fields of Balboa. Throw they did, their mighty discs hewn
from the living rock, practicing an ancient skill known to no modern man. No one knows who they were or what they were doing...
these gods, these men, these women of GOOD HURT.
HOMER'S DISC
Homer's Disc (A.K.A Forbidden Donut):
This will be the second year Homer's Disc has competed in LAOUT's Winter League. It is a reforming of a
2001 Winter League Team called Deviant Disc. Many of the players have connections to Penmar Pickup and its
former men's team "Penultimate", the traveling co-ed team "Blowhard", and the beach ultimate team "The Monkeys
Are Taking Over the World Starting With the Beach" (competing this upcoming year in Paganello, Italy).
Last year, Homer ended the regular season with a few victories in the controversial "A Pool." With
confidence and beer, Homer arrived at the tournament ready to go. Following a first round win, Homer was
gunning for an upset of "Damn," and succeeded. By the time quarters rolled around, Homer was on the couch
napping as "Yoda" used its Jedi magic. From the big "Damn" game, Homer seemed a little intoxicated . . .
losing a highly anticipated match-up with "Marshall" (both teams sporting players that are often teammates
on the road at national tournaments). Homer warns "Marshall" to watch out this year. Many of the same
players are returning, and captain Justin Haley is particularly excited about his new handler Eugene
Downey who has arrived in the LA area from Portland, ME where he played for "Red Tide."
As usual, D and O trophies will be around for the duration of the season. Homer's players vote each
game on the star performers and award them trophies for the week. When it returns the next week,
something has been added to it.
Homer's ready for action, and thankful to commish Andy for getting things rolling.
LECHUGA
Lechuga is unknown. It's core stems from the ybgr8 lineage, with odd sorts gathered and tossed in from up
and down the coast, but no one knows what to really expect from this lot. Some people are talking big,
while others are more reserved. We'll see on the 6th...
MARSHALL
Marshall High. Winter League. Back again. After a fifth place finish and a stellar 7-1 record, Marshall
is coming back wiser, older and less humble than ever before. Marshall is proud to have never lost a player
to another team, despite the efforts of some (see DAMN), has the highest % of players engaging in post
game drinking (and the stat man to prove it), and despite losing all of our games to QUAKE, Marshall
claims moral victory based upon superior cheers.
Marshall prefers the Robin Hood to the Barrel. Most of us would rather live East Side over West Side. We
like it when Homer's Disc does our dirty work for us. Our fans number in the high tens and our pickup game
floweth over. Our player is the Winter League Commish. We may be often licked but we are never
beaten.
We are Marshall. And we live for Winter League.
PEPPERDINE
Pepperdine Fightin Waifs. What is a "waif" anyway? Definitions of "waif" include: a homeless child, a
skinny orphan, or a small piece of driftwood floating in the ocean. Very well, but what is a
"Fightin Waif?" Imagine an overly aggressive Tiny Tim, or an angry Oliver Twist with a wicked forehand. Now
multiply that image X 20, and you get the Pepperdine Fightin Waifs.
We, the Fightin Waifs of Pepperdine, are composed of undergraduates, business students, law students, and
professors. This is our first season with LAOUT's winter league.
PLUM SAUCE
3 medium red bell peppers
2 1/2 lb cubed apricots
2 1/2 lb cubed red plums
5 1/2 cup apple cider
vinegar
2 1/2 cup water
1 1/2 cup white sugar
2 cup light brown sugar
1/3 cup light corn syrup
2 Tbs kosher salt
1/2 cup peeled & chopped fresh ginger
1/4 cup toasted mustard seeds
1 medium cubed onion
2 seeded and diced serrano chile
5 minced garlic clove
1 cinnamon stick 1
dozen 1/2 pint jars
with canning lids
Roast the peppers, peel off skins, then quarter lengthwise and scoop out veins and seeds. In large
kettle place apricots, plums, three cups of vinegar and water and simmer till soft, usually around 25
minutes. In another large kettle, combine the remaining vinegar, sugars, and corn syrup and bring to
a boil while stirring. Add the fruit mixture, ginger, salt, mustard seeds, onion, chiles, garlic, cinnamon,
and bell peppers. Simmer with cover on for five minutes then simmer without cover for one hour,
stirring occasionally. Remove the cinnamon stick. With a food processor or blender cream mixture. You'll
have to do this in batches. Place each batch into a kettle off the heat. When all is in kettle boil
gently, stirring, until the sauce has thickened, about 15 minutes. It will get thicker during the ageing
process. Ladle into sterilized jars. Use spatula to bring out any air bubbles. Heat lids in boiling water
for five minutes and then place on jars. Put jars back in kettle, all right side up. Cover in water, at least
1 inch of water over top of jars, and bring to a boil. Boil for ten minutes. Cool right side up. Allow to age
in the jar for 2 to 4 weeks in a cool dark place before using.
PIST
"Youth and stamina," it's well known, "are no match for age and treachery." But what happens when youth
and stamina join forces with age and treachery? Then, my friends, you have the awesome force that is PIST.
Combining the wind and wheels of Cal State Northridge's reckless young bucks with the crafty
wiles (and blind backhands and ill-considered hammers) of some of LA ultimate's most senior citizens, PIST
promises to give every team in winter league this year both more, and less, than it bargained for.
Dare to run? Our fleet youngsters will chase you down.
Throw a zone? Sure, go ahead. But it's nothing we haven't seen before... some of us before you were
born.
And just when you think the game is going your way, we'll pull out a junk defense... or an unexpected set
play... or a blind backhand or ill-considered hammer... and you'll find yourself thinking, "Well, I
know they beat us, but I don't know how."
Don't worry. We'll explain everything to you later over drinks. Those of us who are old enough to drink,
that is.
So get ready for the boys and girls -- and doddering
old men -- in red. We may not be mad as hell, but we sure as hell are PIST!
SMAUG
What does BFS stand for you ask? Nothing - it's not an acronym. It is three letters in alphabetical order
that looked good together. Come on, you're an ultimate player, you at least have a BA. Ok that’s
giving you too much credit, at least an AA,... or DUI. BFS cover your ears children, stands for BLU Fucking
Smaug combining the elements of BLU Blue Lightning Ultimate our women’s team and Smaug our outspoken
men’s team. Smaug that’s an interesting name, wow it's a double meaning a pun at LA's air quality and
LOTR, if you don’t know what LOTR stands for you are obviously not very nerdy and not a very good ultimate
player.
Raised from the depths of Tillamook Oregon, Nacho was chosen as the cheeseless leader of BFS to lead and
satisfy as a meal/snack whenever one may be feeling hungry. Nacho has sultry Mediterranean good looks with
a dash of furry flavor flav. He doesn’t like to take it to just the extreme but rather the extreme max as
you can infer from this “team” bio.
BFS also known as smaug in previous years almost did
happen, like a tragic VH1 true story. The task of finding women to spend an hour or two on week nights
was at times an insurmountable task for the smaug leaders of old. But alas the awkwardness is gone, our
male members can now carry on a conversation for more than three minutes without addressing RPG, mother,
RDS, or D&D concerns/issues/bragging.
We have strived in the past years to match the spirit of Santa Barbara Black Tide ultimate. We have failed,
Black Tide has set the spirit of the game to such a standard it cannot be matched by any team. They are
just too perfect. If anyone has a story of "hate" having bad spirit I would like to hear it because I
don't think it exists. Their cheers after a long hard game just make me get a little veclemt.
SWINGERS
Swingers, UCLA Anderson School of Management
As the great Gordon Gecko once said: "The point, ladies and gentleman, is that Frisbee -- for lack of a
better word -- is good. Frisbee is right. Frisbee works. Frisbee clarifies, cuts through and captures
the essence of the evolutionary spirit."
And so this team of hungry MBAs stands for everything good, right and capitalistic about Frisbee -- We will tax our
opponents' strength, maximize our gains through stack efficiencies, and bolster our brand equity through the
Swingers' 4 Ps: persistence, patience, percision and piña coladas. That is our Enron-clad promise to
LAOUT
and to capitalist pigs everywhere. Go Anderson!
VIKING KITTENS
Forged out of a website featuring Led Zeppelin and kittens in viking gear, The Viking Kittens were born
in 2003 as the free agents banded to gather to shout "Valhalla, I am coming!" Sporting a .500 record in
that season, they have been revitalized and reborn as a core group from the Lake Hollywood game has come
together to marshal in a new era for the Kittens!
WESTWARD HO
From the bustling city of Eagle Rock comes forth Westward Ho, Occidental College's ultimate team. With
such a tiny school, we fare very well against schools with monstrous enrollments, often beating them, not
only in score but in morale. Our team history is somewhat spotty with no nationals appearances, but
national rankings that have been as high as #20, frequent regionals appearances, and decent tournament
success at places ranging from College Easterns to Potlatch.
More important than any of our astonishing wins or underrated players is something we like to call the
"oxy style". This style has been around since I was a wee lad, and includes such traditions as: Arriving to
most games 10-15 minutes late, never warming up, sparse practicing, and waking up halfway through the
first morning game and realizing we're down 9-0, and then winning. This style has been described as, "a
ridiculously passive and extremely lazy approach to ultimate, that miraculously wins games that they
should not be winning." We are very defensive about our style, and will do anything and everything we can
to preserve for eternity.
WILD FLING
Ventura County Ultimate is NOT an oxymoron...
Wild Fling, though in its current incarnation is relatively new to the LAOUT scene, last year being
it's first on the Winter League fields... actually has a fairly amazing heritage. If you could pinpoint the
longest running pick up game in Southern California which would it be? I haven't done the research, but
at 23 years the Conejo Valley game has got to be a contender. This game combined with the Camarillo
ultimate game to form a team called Wild Fling that
competed and played in a few tournaments.
Tom Boone, Jim Lester, Barbara Boone (who if legend has it correctly actually coined the phrase LAOUT!
How's that for history) were among the participants in that team. (I believe they played with a Jeff....
(can't remember last name) who went on to play with the Condors). To hear Tom tell it about back in the
day "We started playing together then formed this team that played in a few tournaments. We usually ended up
mad at each other because we never did well in the tournaments. Some of the guys would start drinking
beers way too early in the day and it really messed things up. We did win a few games and we usually went
out afterwards for dinner and drinks so all in all it was kind of fun. "
Tom is still here, and in the Newbury Park up game has
done a lot for the game by recruiting all the neighborhood kids a few have grown up into superstars.
Stunningly, perhaps due to the large amount of tech and bio-tech in the Camarillo / Thousand Oaks area,
new people move here who have played ultimate in all corners of the U.S. and the world (one couple recently
came from Sweden! The Conejo Valley supports ultimate 6 days a week! Throw in the Camarillo game (which
actually claims a longer life than Thousand Oaks) and you could play 7 days a week!
That's a lot of spirit of the game. And last year some lowly inexperienced guy just decided the rest of
these guys were too good NOT to be competing against Southern California's best players. And while it's
not exactly the Wild Fling of old, the name was just too cool to be left lying around.
ULTIMATE!