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Forgive the Canadian slant to this, but just to show that all Ultimate in
North America is not necessarily American ...

Flippin' out over disc-go fever
 by Rick Collins
 National Post
 November 16, 1998

Thirty years ago it was a laid-back, toy-tossing pastime in
New Jersey, but the sport known as Ultimate has caught on.
More than 10,000 Canadians - some of them world champs - are
going gaga over Frisbee.

Mitchell Scott is one of Canada's best athletes. But you won't
see this 28-year-old Vancouverite, or his world champion teammates
on any sports network. Their game stats are not included in
any newspaper. And at first glance it's easy to see why.
After all, any sport played with a Frisbee, calling itself
Ultimate, will likely always be the Rodney Dangerfield of team
sports.

It's Halloween weekend on a sloppy field near the University
of Victoria, where a muscular man wearing pink cotton socks,
a matching mid-thigh skirt and chiffon top is looking for
respect. Scott isn't giving him much. Looking decent in drag,
Lou Buress takes off on a 50-metre sprint into an open area
calling for a pass, he fakes left and cuts hard across the
field hoping to shake Scott, his pesky defender. Just as the
pass arrives, his man-on-man shadow, dressed in a more
conservative white cotton T-shirt and shorts, launches himself
like some sort of surface-to-air missile just in time for the
block.

If this was football, the gloating would begin right here,
right now. The standing around. The muddy high-fives walking
back to the line and into the huddle. The beer commercial
soundtrack. The resting. However, Scott gets to his feet in
quick transition from defence to offence, and throws a perfect
50-metre pass to the end zone for a score.

"Usually we dress like soccer players, with numbers and jerseys,"
says the tall, lanky Scott, in defence of his challenging sport.
"We're just having some fun here after a long season."

But right now the Buress team, known as the Seattle-based Beauty
Queens, are not having much fun on this All Saints' Day. The
Loggers from Western Canada are poor hosts, beating the Queens
in the semifinal game of a casual tournament known as the Pumpkin
Pull.

More than 30 mixed teams from as far away as California and
Manitoba have squared off since Saturday. There are more hugs,
big hair and flying plastic here than at any Tupperware party
in the suburbs.

And despite the cloak of buffoonery, with teams here dressed
in a myriad of clever costumes, Ultimate is slowly shedding
its reputation as the rogue, hippie version of traditional
American football.

For the uninitiated spectator who wanders past this cirque
sans solei, Ultimate is easy to, uh, catch onto.

The high school boys in Maplewood, N.J., who invented the game
in 1968 were looking for a simple, non-conformist game to play
using the coolest toy of the period - a disc (Frisbee is a
trademark name). To them, a non-contact passing game played
by two, seven-person teams seemed to be the perfect sport,
thus the name - Ultimate.

But over time the laid-back toy-tossing exploded into the team
sport of the future, combining the running of soccer with the
stamina of hockey and the cutting, jumping and passing of
basketball, Ultimate is now one of the fastest growing sports
in the world.

It is also a marketing whiz's dream unrealized. Healthy men
and women dressed in high-tech fabric, chasing each other and
the friendly little politically-correct plastic disc across a
grassy field. Can you say beer commercial?

Although most people haven't even heard of Ultimate (the sport
crept onto university campuses around 1975), there are now
10,000 active players in Canada.

Most are recreational evening and weekenders who play throughout
the summer and indoors in winter, including a nine-team corporate
league at IBM in Toronto, a 200-team league in Ottawa, and 300
men and women who competed at this year's university championships
in Edmonton.

As well, an elite group of Canadian men's and women's teams
travel to tournaments all over the world, competing with other
such fanatics mostly on weekends at their own cost.

In the U.S., there are paid collegiate coaches as teams prepare
for the NCAA national championships held every spring.

Last year the University of British Columbia women's team out
of Vancouver shocked the Americans by getting to the finals
against Stanford.

They lost, but Canada has quickly become an Ultimate powerhouse,
despite the country's reputation of perpetual frozen tundra.

Played with a high-tech plastic disc, on a field similar to
football, the object is to score by catching a pass in the
opponent's end zone. A player must stop running while in
possession of the disc, but can pivot and pass to any of the
other six receivers on the field.

Just like basketball, Ultimate is a transition game in which
players move quickly from offence to defence on turnovers that
occur with a dropped pass, an interception, a pass out-of-bounds,
or when a player is caught holding the disc for longer than
nine seconds.

At the Pumpkin Pull, they claim play is casual, but the running
seems endless. Mitchell Scott and the Loggers continue their
domination over the Queens. After two quick give-and-go passes
near their own end zone, Toby Marcoux unloads an 80-yard bomb
with enough arm to make Doug Flutie proud. Scott and his man
pursue the disc in a one-on-one showdown better than any penalty
shot drama hockey can offer. The disc hovers and spins, curving
just past the outstretched arms of the flying defender as Scott
makes an acrobatic one-handed catch and crash lands for the goal.

Don Cherry, he of highlight video fame, would have gone gaga.
The teams have 20-player rosters, and substitutions are allowed
only when a point is scored. Games are played to 15 or 17
points (one point for each goal) and there is no time clock.

And perhaps most significantly - similar to self-refereed,
three-on-three basketball - Ultimate's rules are enforced
entirely by the players on the field. Even at this past summer's
world championships, where Canada's men's, co-ed and masters
division teams won gold medals, there were no referees.

"It's the one great thing that separates Ultimate from all
other sports," says Scott. "We rely solely on a clause in the
rules called 'the spirit of the game,' which essentially means
we will avoid a win-at-all costs attitude."

This benevolent vision of sport sounds like something conjured
out of a haze in the 1960s, but seeing is believing. There are
relatively few arguments as players seem to take responsibility
for themselves - something more established sports could do
well to emulate.

Back on the field, Lou Buress, who learned to play Ultimate
at college in New York, throws his hat to the ground as the
game ends. "Damn, I hate losing to you Canadians," he drawls
tongue-in-cheek, as opposing players laugh, hug and compare
game notes. "Your first mistake was teaching us how to play,"
is the quick response from the Logger's sideline.

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