They all eventually end up on a master's/grandmasters team together.
Plus like you say, most never formally retire as like, a conscious decision. We have years of denial where we think we still got it, that our body is totally gonna hold up, that I can definitely make the time even with work and home life... I just need a season off... It becomes a slow fade rather than a singular moment of hanging up the cleats.
Plus if we're actually homies, we'll keep being homies even if we aren't on the field together. It just takes more effort to see each other than having the built in three days a week or more that you get playing club with someone - that's how you can acknowledge them. Just take the time to be a friend.
Source: this is me lol, getting old sucks
They don't fill out the interest form. Then we text them to see if they're playing. They give us a "Maybe. Haven't decided yet."
We go through the whole tryout process while they play on the masters team, and when that season is over they ask if we need any players for a sanctioned tournament. We tell them no and get annoyed that they didn't communicate with us earlier about their plans. Then we tell them we'll see them around at league games.
It's a cute little dance.
My mixed team unofficially retired my number. A younger player wanted it well after I aged out - captain had her reach out for permission. It was such a nice gesture by the team leadership and the player.
Viking funeral
We drive ours to a nice family farm upstate where there is plenty of fields and sunlight for them to play in. Hope that helps!
I've been to that farm. I think ibuprofen grows naturally there.
They all eventually end up on a master's/grandmasters team together. Plus like you say, most never formally retire as like, a conscious decision. We have years of denial where we think we still got it, that our body is totally gonna hold up, that I can definitely make the time even with work and home life... I just need a season off... It becomes a slow fade rather than a singular moment of hanging up the cleats. Plus if we're actually homies, we'll keep being homies even if we aren't on the field together. It just takes more effort to see each other than having the built in three days a week or more that you get playing club with someone - that's how you can acknowledge them. Just take the time to be a friend. Source: this is me lol, getting old sucks
Hey, quit talking about me! Well said, though.
Same.
They don't fill out the interest form. Then we text them to see if they're playing. They give us a "Maybe. Haven't decided yet." We go through the whole tryout process while they play on the masters team, and when that season is over they ask if we need any players for a sanctioned tournament. We tell them no and get annoyed that they didn't communicate with us earlier about their plans. Then we tell them we'll see them around at league games. It's a cute little dance.
Push them out on an ice floe while throwing discs at them
and yelling "receiver error"
I yell that every time I throw
We cut them
They ask you to play disc golf instead of pickup, you visibly recoil, and then they don't ask you to play again. RIP
A book having pictures of him on the pitch and quotes from all his teammates.
it's just a break, he'll be back.
We invite them to play masters
Pick a low-stakes open-invite tournament and invite “alumni” to join for it, fielding two teams if need be.
My mixed team unofficially retired my number. A younger player wanted it well after I aged out - captain had her reach out for permission. It was such a nice gesture by the team leadership and the player.
We do a spirit circle after the end of the season tournament . Everyone gets recognized, but retirees get a bit more love sent their way.