Showing posts with label sport. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sport. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Edcamp Santiago

This past Saturday I went to an event called Edcamp Santiago. It is a style of conference - or "unconference" as they call it, about Education the developed in the US and Canada. The one in Santiago was actually just the second outside of North America.

You may be thinking- but hey, you're not a teacher! That is correct. A few of the people from I Love Chile went down to help out and check out what was happening and see what it was all about. In the world of an unconference, there is no set schedule of speakers, instead anyone on the day can give a talk.

While I am not education expert, I did give a talk, and I really enjoyed the whole conference- probably a lot more than I expected. I got to meet a whole bunch of people, mainly profesores de inglés, but there were some other teachers around too.

I shared my timeslot with Matt, we have been recruited as the new editors on the I Love Chile website, so that's some pretty exciting news, which I'm not sure if I already mentioned. So our talk was in two parts- first of all about using media- particularly that of I Love Chile in the class room. Matt has been an English teacher in the past, so that was his section.

As I am the sports guru at the paper, I presented something about sports and language. This is something I have become a lot more interested in since arriving in Chile, and something I want to develop a lot further. So I will give some updates on my ideas on that as I develop them.

So my presentation- which was of course, completely "freestyled" was about the concept of sports and language, and then I talked about how Footbag can be used to develop these concepts, things like counting, identifying different parts of the body and different actions, for example a kick, a stall.

I also talked about how people really identify with their favourite players. Particularly kids, but also the young at heart- they will of course know EVERYTHING about their favourite player, someone like Alexis Sánchez etc, and I talked about how for me as a learner of Spanish is has been easiest to talk about sports, because it's an area I have good knowledge in and am passionate about.

I made a fun exercise at the end, and got each person to say (in English) their favourite sport, player or team. It was interesting to hear some of the answers, and funnily enough Colo Colo or La U were not regular answers. There were quite a lot of tennis fans actually, so they must be disappointed that Chile doesn't have any players at the Australian Open.

In the afternoon Edcamp Santiago made a video link to Edcamp Delta in Canada. While there were a few technical issues, it was pretty impressive for them to do that, and discuss the differences in the education system. Of course education has been a hot topic in Chile over the last year.

During the video link from the Canadian side they were mentioning a lot about technology and how they have all these cool gadgets in their schools, so I asked a question about the focus on sports and exercise in the school- wondering if everyone was just sitting around on their ipads getting fat, but it sounded like they have very good policies on exercise there in Canada, and my question got a really good response, so that was a pretty good feeling.

I also wrote an article about my experience on the I Love Chile website.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Universidad de Chile 2- Vasco de Gamma 0



Last night I went and met up with a French guy, Julien. I met him at the hostel last year in Canberra. I'm pretty sure he was wearing a Ruiner shirt or something, so we got talking. I can't remember exactly but I think we went to see I Exist play, maybe with The Abandonment. I think Antti, one of the Finnish guys I made good friends with also came that day.

Anyway, Julien is travelling in South America now, he's been in Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and now in Chile. We met up and got some dinner first. Of course it was some kind of sandwich variety. I tried to mix it up a bit, and should have learned from the last time, to just go for one of the usual options. This one wasn't too bad- but the previous time, I ordered what was basically a gherkin sandwich, I bit into, thinking it was covered in melted cheese- but that was actually artichoke- I hate artichoke.

This time around in was something like ham, Camembert cheese and a couple of other things. I also thought it would be a hot sandwich, but wrong again. No big deal though, it was cool to hang out and talk about our respective travels. He went to the World Cup last year in South Africa. I am going to try and go for sure in Brazil, maybe even try and get some kind of job on it.

So I told him there was The Match on last night- La U were playing with Vasco de Gamma from Brazil. We walked around a while, and I was actually surprised not to come across more places. We ended up going to the area around the street Suecia, which is mainly for gringos- we went to a place around the corner a bit, but there were actually no gringos to be fan, just abajos, the fans of La U- the underdogs.

This was the semi final, second leg of the Copa Sudamericana. The first leg in Brazil was 1-1. We were talking earlier about how teams, national teams, like Brazil and Argentina are on their way down- it's becoming much more even through South America, and it seems to be similar for clubs. I think normally you would think "team from Brazil vs team from Chile, Brazil will win. Not the case this time.

I thought Vasco de Gamma looked pretty solid to begin with, they had some good long passes that went straight to the blokes down the front- but then they took a free kick which practically went out of the stadium, and the fortunes changed from there.

La U went in with a 1-0 lead in the first half, the first goal was greeted with a mild celebration, but with one of the Vasco players receiving a red card for an elbow to the face, which looked more like it belonged in UFC, rather than on the field, it was time for azul to put the finishing touches on. I had remarked earlier that our UFC fighter, number 23, had looked like he had packed it in earlier in the game. The ball went out, he didn't chase it at all- and the TV zoomed in on his scowl on the face, which said "I hate losing, I want to go home". So he took the early exit, and La U scored practically immediately afterwards, capitalising on his absence down the left wing.

One noticable difference to the TV coverage was that when the goals were scored, there was no GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLL. The commentators just stayed silent, probably knowing the crowds around the TV would be celebrating.

And straight after that goal, most of the people in the pub got up to the feet, raised their fists in the air and shouted-

CHI CHI CHI, LE LE LE, UNIVERSIDAD DE CHILE!!!!

The game was as good as over by then, though Vasco had a couple of shots on goal, there was no comeback on the cards. U de Chile were through to the finals for the first time ever, everybody clapped at the television.

I walked home, which takes about 45 minutes. All through the city you could hear horns honking to the tune of (Chi Chi Chi, Le Le Le). Not just for the walk home, but of course, throughout the night.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Chile 2- Paraguay 0

So last night was my debut- my first time going to Estadio Nacional to see a game- or for that matter, to see any game live in Chile.

We went in to the ticket office the day before the game- a bit late of course, but Chile haven't been playing all that well lately (the last start was a 4-0 loss to Uruguay), so I thought attendances may have dropped. Well I was wrong, so we had to get tickets in the Andes section, which was a bit pricier than we were hoping for.




Ole, Ole, Ole, Chileeeeee, Chileeeee


It took us a bus, a ride on the metro, another bus and a bit of a walk to get over there. It's not actually all that far away, but it will definitely be good once there is a metro line directly there, a project which is currently underway.

Our seats were pretty close to the action, just a few rows back from the front, although the stadium has a big fence, and then an athletics track before you actually get to the field, so of course it's impossible to be right next to the action.




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Chile started well, they were really dominating the possession in the early exchanges- they forced a number of corners, but really didn't capitalise on them. I haven't done my research much on the team, but I was very impressed with number 7, who plays for Barcelona.

The atmosphere of the stadium was pretty amazing to witness- the chants of CHI CHI CHI- LE LE LE-VIVA CHILE!!!! were practically continuous right the way through the game- along with another song that started VAMOS CHILENOS, and translated roughly to Let's go Chile, tonight we must win.



And really, that was true. I saw a liftout from the newspaper on the ground, and on reading it found that in World Cup qualifiers, Chile had only beaten Paraguay twice. Going into the game they were also equal last on the standings with Bolivia, so a win would lift them slightly on the table.

Win they did as well, they kicked a goal in either half, and Paraguay had no response, although there were a couple of close calls. The ref was very trigger happy with his cards, by my count there were at least 6 amarillos (yellows) given out.

Having a look it seems that was a very important win, as they are now in 5th place, though there are a couple of teams still to play below them on the ladder. It was interesting to see how many teams qualify from each region to see what makes the "world" of the cups. South America get 4.5 spots, half the teams that compete, while the Asia region gets the same amount of spots from over 40 teams, whilst the Europeans get 13 or so spots in the cup. It will be interesting to see if that changes over the upcoming years. Of course the quality of the different regions differs a lot, and of course there is a high, high level of quality here in South America.

I also noticed that there could be the possibility of Australia coming up against Chile for a place in the finals, as the 5th placed Asian nation goes against the 5th place South American...hopefully Australia will not need to be in that position though.

The difference in atmosphere, and quality of match between watching Australia thump Malaysia 5-0 in Canberra just before we left, and to watch another match with two quite strong teams, with a very vocal home crowd, you might call it a sea of red, that was very noticable. Drums, trumpets, singing, shouting, jumping, the works. A big difference from the slight hand claps from the Australian crowds.

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So the first thing to remember the next time the National Selection plays at home, get the tickets early! The next qualifiers aren't until next year, so will have to check out a couple of them.

After the match we wandered down to our good friend Villa's house- just before midnight so we could say feliz cumpleaños right on time, we had some cake and a couple of beers there.

So a pretty good day in all- I was actually fairly ill the day before- so it was a pretty good way to bounce back.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Triond

I have come across just recently the Triond website, which claims to give you some money for writing things. The actual claim is "Triond: Just Like Blogging, Only Awesome"...

Anyway, I wrote something that is now on the Sportales website. It was a little preview of the Trans Tasman rivalries happening on Sunday, with Australia vs New Zealand in both league and union.

When we got off the plane in Santiago, it had started in NZ and plenty of kiwis had their phones out and pumped their fists in excitement, with the All Blacks through to the final of the Rugby World Cup, 20-6. Their league cousins though, didn't quite make it. They were thoroughly hammered, 42-6. They were the ones that held the last 4 Nations trophy aloft though...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Got talent?

I just got an email last night, talking about getting an "elite Footbag team" together for the next series of

Australia's Got Talent. They may have been watching the Czech version, with Honza Weber and Vasek Klouda, two of the greatest Footbag players of all time, and want to do something similar.







That video just recently had over 100 000 views on Youtube, which is really a huge amount for Footbag. A great routine song too (see Phil Morrison, Australian Championships 2009).

I honestly don't think anyone in Australia is at the right level at the moment, maybe Dan Ednie, who appeared on the first series of the show. You may remember this infamous green suit in the semi finals






The question I have is, is it really good for Footbag? I think yes, any of these TV shows, they have huge viewing numbers, and especially kids are very interested in it. The problem is that Footbags, good ones anyway, are quite inaccessible to the general public. It's an easy sport that doesn't need too much equipment. However, all this equipment is not available at your local sports store. That is the real trouble.

Anyhow, it's just a missed opportunity for me. I am actually still yet to make my television debut in relation to Footbag. Maybe the Chilean television world will have me...

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Australia vs Malaysia, 5-0


We went to Bruce Stadium last night to watch the Socceroos take on Malaysia. Now it's been a long while since I saw a win there, Round 1 way back in March. We had got some tickets as a group, but instead of going to our allocated seats, we sat in the Malaysian supporter area.

We arrived a few minutes late, and Australia were already on the board by that time. The Malaysian team really didn't do a lot to trouble the attendants, but the fans were cheering right through til the very end.

It made the game a lot more fun to be amongst their chanting, drumming and singing, as opposed to the polite claps from the rest of the ground. I think the Malaysian fans were more excited than the Australian ones even when Australia scored a goal.

They sure scored plenty of them too, Australia were up 4-0 at half time, but only added one more to their tally in the second half, final score Australia 5- Malaysia 0.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Gymnastics


So in this last few weeks, I have come back to work at a job I have held for many years, taking tours at the AIS. I think it must be right around 5 years on the dot since I first read an email offering the chance to be a tour guide, which I was very excited by.

The last little while the national teams have been holding their training camps for Gymnastics, which has been good to watch. When I started doing tours, Australia had never done much in Gymnastics. When I first started, you would often see Phillipe Rizzo training on the high bar. It wasn't long after when he became the first Australian to get a Gold Medal in Denmark.

In this squad currently, we have Lauren Mitchell, who will be defending her world title quite soon. The link I have put is to her Commonwealth Games performance. I didn't find anything from the worlds immediately, but this also fits into our trip we recently went on.

I asked a few people when we were in Delhi about the Games. Nobody cared about it at all, barely anyone I met went. I think I mentioned this bloke who worked for a lift company that we met on the train. He said he was there looking after the lifts. I'm sure he would have had a lot of work to do. You see in this video, there's a crowd of approximately 3 people. I wasn't sure if I was watching a footbag tournament...

Anyhow, there have been many accusations (mostly true) in regards to corruption of the games, which must be a big disaster for public relations of the government in India.


Saturday, September 3, 2011

High tide or no tide

So here we are, back in front of the beach. We had some light rain and it looks like it may rain again.

So in saying that, I am out of the hospital. We have come back to Samui Beach Resort, where they have treated us very nicely. An upgraded room as a matter of fact. What did I have to say about that?

Hey, it's not as close to the beach!

I was just kidding, as I have heard so many similar reactions in the past few years. Good to be out of the hospital though, lying around for a couple of days is not really my scene I've got to say. We watched a whole lot of movies, none of them very good. However, one standout from that was Toy Story 3.

I have been paying a bit of attention to the World Athletics Championships which are happening in South Korea at the moment. One of my old pals from doing tours at the AIS, Jared Tallent came away with bronze in the 50km walk. Nathan Deakes held the lead at the 30km mark but from what I read, he had to pull out with an injury. Too bad, buddy. Sounded like he was making his big comeback, but it wasn't to be.

So now the rain is back, the tide is up on the beach, we are sitting with the pals we met on the first night and staring into the sea. We have booked here for three more nights, then we'll see what happens from here.

Friday, March 18, 2011

It Started With A Kick




It Started With A Kick



A Look At Australian Footbag History

with current Australian Champion, Daniel Boyle





Table of Figures


Photos credited through the text


Figure 1- Australian Championships 2001- Page 3


Figure 2- Sydney Olympic Park- Page 4


Figure 3- Footbag Collection of Lotus from Elemental Footbags- Page 5


Figure 4- Homebake- Page 6


Figure 5- Jesse Malouf and Gareth Williams, Milo Demonstrations, Brisbane- Page 8


Figure 6- Daniel Boyle and Petr Stejskal (Czech Republic)- Page 10


Figure 7- Australia Day 2008 – Narooma Jam- Page 11


Figure 8- Phil Morrison in Action At The Easter Show- Page 12


Figure 9- Boyle's Bag Is Full of Tricks- Page 13


Figure 10- Kicking in Freibourg, Switzerland- Page 14


Figure 11- On Stage At The Royal Easter Show- Page 15


Figure 12- Players gathered after 2010 National Championships- Page 16


Figure 13- Players warming up for the ACT Championships- Page 17


Figure 14- Footbag Net in Narooma- Page 18


Figure 15- Every Moment a Chance For Footbag- Page 18









This particular history will be more of an autobiographical reflection through my journey in the world of Footbag. Before we begin, I guess I should let all the readers know what Footbag is. Footbag is often known by the name “Hacky Sack”, which was an early brand of Footbags. The sport started in Portland, USA in 1972 (Goldberg, 2007). From early beginnings kicking a small beanbag like object around, the sport has developed into two main disciplines, Footbag Net, a game similar to volleyball using only the feet, and Freestyle Footbag, involving performing tricks around the Footbag. In Australia, Freestyle Footbag is the more popular discipline, and that will be the main focus of the history.


As for my own journey within Footbag, it has been quite a long journey. My first experience playing “hacky sack” was in early high school. A boy at school, his Mum owned one of those shops that sell weird candles and other junk, generally aimed at hippies. He brought in one, and we tried to kick it around. I got the most kicks that day, with three. I thought, this is fun. A couple of months down the track, my Dad came back from Melbourne with a last minute gift from the airport, it was one of these crocheted little balls, Made in Guatemala was what they all said. From there I continued trying to get more and more kicks.



My first experience with other Freestyle Footbag players was not until 2001, four years down the track. I was just starting to investigate the world of Freestyle, I had found the website footbag.org, the official site for the International Footbag Players Association, and had found out a competition was coming up. Funnily enough, this was actually the first ever competition in Australia.



Australian Footbag Championships

December 7-9, 2001
Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
Contact:Lynton Stephens,
mfcshred@hotmail.com, 0401916338
(Prize money event)


The championships are being held in conjuction with the extreme-games. The comp will be held over three days. Friday: Singles 5 minute timed Doubles freestyle Saturday: Freestyle singles heats Doubles 5 minute timed Sic 3 heats Sunday: Freestyle singles finals (held on the main stage) Sic 3 finals. Entry fee is 25 dollars (Australian) which allows free entry to the x-games on the Sunday. There will be $1000 (Australian) prizemoney.


Figure 1- Australian Footbag Championships 2001 from www.footbag.org



I sent an email through enquiring about the competition. There were many events, but I only entered the consecutive kicks contest. This was a competition going for five minutes, to see who could do the most kicks in a row. A drop would be penalised, as would the failure to change feet each kick. My technique was to exchange from my right toe to my left inside. I managed to win this competition and went back to school feeling very pleased with myself. My score was 495 with no drops and one penalty for not changing feet.



Figure 2- Sydney Olympic Park



Although back at school it was a good story, in the Footbag world, it was Lynton Stephens who was king. Lynton was Australia's leading player at the time, a real pioneer of the sport who invented a number of tricks we know today. Lynton performed his routine dropless in front of a large crowd. Lynton told me he started kicking around 1996. “I was immediately fascinated by the beauty and technicality of the sport and also how new and esoteric it was. There seemed to be a lot of possibilities for it and I started aspiring to get as good as the guys I had seen on those videos.” (Stephens, 2011)


Although Lynton is considered by most to be the originator of the sport in Australia, I was surprised to find out this was not actually the case. Although Lynton can be thanked for putting Australia on the map in the freestyle scene, before his time, Footbag was happening in Australia.


Alan McKenzie, owner of the Wallaby G footbag company, actually competed at Worlds during the 1980s. Footbag Hall of Fame member Tim Vozar told me “I competed with Alan in the one pass consecutives in Boulder, Colorado in the late 80s”. Unfortunately Lynton never made it to Worlds though to compete with the other top players of the time.


Another Hall of Fame member, Scott “Mag” Hughes tells me that he's not so sure Alan McKenzie was the man behind Wallaby G. “I want to say Michael Cummings was behind Wallaby G”. Mag came out to Australia to do a tour of schools in the 80s. “I was picked up in Sydney and we drove up into Queensland. Unfortunately his brother died, so he gave me the car and a schedule to do the demos. There was a frisbee player who helped me a lot, I can't remember him though. Most of them were in recess breaks at schools, but there was one demo at a Surfer competition at Bondi Beach”.

Browsing through the previous events archived on Footbag.org, there are events dating back to 1997 in Western Australia, though no results are available, nor does the club come up again in subsequent years.


Figure 3 -Footbag Collection of Lotus from Elemental Footbags- A History in Itself



At the competition, I met a number of people, but the one I really bonded with was Ian Pritchard. We were the same age, and I think both of us felt a bit scared of the older guys. I don't think either of us were over 18 yet, and the rest of the guys were keen to party later on. He had picked up the sport the same way as me, though he was a bit more advanced than me, and a much greater knowledge of the tricks. Ian is now the only player to have attended every Nationals, and has been the key organiser in the last two events. He is also the webmaster of the Ausfootbag website, which provides information about Australian Footbag.


In those days, there were only a few videos available, and to download them on dial up was an excruciating wait. Instead of looking at videos to learn, there were text based descriptions of each trick, which was sometimes hard for a kid from the country to figure out.


The next year, I had improved significantly, although I still wasn't very good at the freestyle aspect.




This year HOMEBAKE is also very proud to announce the debut appearance of the NSW HACKY SACK / FOOTBAG CHAMPIONSHIPS with the best freestyle shredders from Australia spearheading this unique sporting event. Lynton Stephens (2001 Australian champion) will be there to demonstrate his skills as a Freestyle Hackysack/Footbag champ along with many other representatives from footbag clubs throughout Australia

Figure 4- Homebake from www.homebake.com.au



The next competition was the New South Wales Championships, held at the Homebake Music Festival in Sydney. For some reason there were no Nationals that year, even though Queensland, New South Wales and Victoria held a championship. I was planning to go to the music festival anyway, and going in the competition gave me a discounted ticket. I was disappointed that my first attempt in a “Sick 3” contest provided no results. In this particular contest, a player needs to hit a combination of 3 tricks in a row. From memory, there were ten attempts, and I didn't hit any. This was still a good experience, as it was my first time in a freestlye competition, even though it was not a success.


The main organisers at the time were Steve Ramsey, he ran a company named Hostac. The company produced an instructional VHS with Lynton, “Footbag Assassin”. There was another company based in Queensland, Hot Potato, run by a man known as “Forra”. Then there was Lotus, based in Perth with Elemental Footbags. Interestingly enough, going to www.hotsac.com these days no longer brings up anything Footbag related, but the “most popular links” being with bankruptcy.


In a move that I hoped would mean I would be playing a lot more Footbag, I moved to Sydney from Bega in early 2003. Unfortunately the other players were all at uni, and their regular kicking times were during the week, while I was working full time. I stopped kicking regularly and I missed out on the East Coast Regionals in Melbourne and the Brisbane City Sessions. Before I had dropped off the radar, I attended the Big Day Out music festival, the first time I had been. Both Hotsac and Hot Potato had stands there, and I got to kick with Lynton as well as the Queensland guys.


In 2003, once again there was no National Championship. The big event that year was the East Coast Regionals, which was held in Melbourne as a preparation for the bigger tournament in 2004, which hosted a number of international stars. Lynton was still reigning supreme, with his combos much harder than the other competitors.



In 2004, I was still out of the scene, though I had moved to Canberra and by the end of the year had started getting back into the game. I missed the battle of some of the best players in the 2004 championships, with Ales Zelinka (Czech) and Johnny Murphy (NZ) taking first and second places. That year Dan Ednie went to his first World Championships, in Montreal, coming in 21st in the Routines. Since then, Australia has had at least one representative at the World Championships each year.


In 2005 I got my first pair of Adidas Rod Laver shoes. You might wonder what the great man of tennis has to do with Footbag, but what I have been wondering all these years, is why is the Rod Laver shoe not available in Australia? There are now a number of shoes designed for playing Footbag, but the Adidas Rod Laver is still the most commonly used. Unfortunately for new players in Australia, they must be shipped in from the USA. Ian Pritchard had bought a pair which were a little to small, so I bought them from him. This meant all the modifications had been made already. To improve the shoes for doing different tricks, Footbag players will actually slice into their shoes with a knife.


Soon after getting these shoes I got to play with Dylan Fry in Sydney, a world renowned player from Canada, and one of the best players I had seen. His style seemed, and still seems, effortless. It was not much longer that I met him again at the National Championships in Melbourne.


This was my first time competing in Melbourne, I have a feeling I came last in every event. I still had a great time in Melbourne though, and met some more players. Alex Urano and Jesse Malouf were two young kids that were getting into the game that seemed they were going to go from strength to strength. I stayed with a friend rather than at the hostel everyone else stayed at, which turned out to be a wise decision, the hostel was infested with bed bugs.


Later that year I gave my first demonstration. I can't remember exactly what it was for, it was at some type of careers fair, but it went reasonably well, people seemed to like it, and I didn't drop it too many times. Later in the year, Milo ran a big campaign, giving out footbags in their cereal boxes. Some players travelled the country in support of these, with Ken Somolinos coming out to visit. I still had not played with so many big time players and I was a bit overwhelmed in his presence at the time. I got to do a few demos on the Milo series in Sydney, but unfortunately I couldn't show off to a home crowd, as no demonstrations were organised in Canberra. I have never met anyone who started playing Footbag by picking one up from a Milo cereal box.



Figue 5- Jesse Malouf and Gareth Williams, Milo Demonstrations, Brisbane. Photo by Jeremy O'Wheel




2006 and the Nationals were back in Melbourne. I did a bit better this time around, but I didn't enjoy my time in Melbourne as much. I stayed with the same friend again, but I just had no money, so couldn't afford to do everything I would have liked. I was also a bit disappointed with my routine, which had some very strong parts, but then about twelve drops in a row in the last thirty seconds.


That year I started a Footbag Club at the University, which got some more people slightly interested in Footbag. Although it was mainly made up of my friends looking for an excuse to drink beer, people were turning up each week, and we had a few small competitions. That year was my final year of university though, so the club failed to continue without me there. At the end of the year I started working as a tour guide at the Australian Institute of Sport. Each guide introduces themselves and the sport they play. Everyone always questioned what Footbag was, so I started giving a small demonstration on each tour. This has seen me demonstrate to thousands of people over the last few years.


Around this same time I met Nathan Cope for the first time. Like myself, Nathan was from the south coast, and had started kicking in high school, and had actually kicked with Lynton at the same Big Day Out that I had been to. I still wonder now if we could have powered along as South Coast pioneers of the game had we met earlier.


I finished 2006 on a Footbag note, travelling from Melbourne to Bendigo on New Year's Eve to kick with Jamieson Hickingbotham, who definitely has one of the more interesting names in Australian Footbag. This was a great preparation for the 2007 Nationals which kicked off less than a week later in Hobart. Once again I was plagued with financial woes, but the old goods section of the 24 hour Salamanca Bakery kept me in good stead.


I hadn't really trained for a routine at all, and it showed in my disastrous performance, which was mainly filled with drops. I improved on my previous efforts in some other events, but overall it was still disappointing. To show my inadequate preparation, I don't think I even owned a Footbag at the time. The highlight of that year's event was a great routine from Scott Kirchner. Scott had been a big organiser in Melbourne, and hadn't been able to plan his routines, but this one was very impressive. A lot of us who had been in the game a while were really proud to see him do a routine we knew he was capable of.


Midway through 2007, I found myself living in Melbourne. I played Footbag a lot with Dan Ednie, the multiple national champion. He made me change my style, but I didn't like the feeling of being coached. That's something that I had always held dear about Footbag, it was not like a normal sport, it was completely Do It Yourself, you would just teach yourself and get there eventually.


At the time, Melbourne had quite a number of players. The Melbourne University club had started up, powered by Janis Lesinskis and Leon Schreuder, there were regular kicks each week, which had been going for a number of years. However, the turnouts were never particularly substantial. Dan took off to go to Worlds, where he became the first Australian to reach the finals at Worlds, taking 7th place. On his way he knocked out Canadian star Jorden Moir.


Just as I was leaving Melbourne, one of the last kicks I went to, there was the turnout I'd had a feeling I may see every week. All the old heroes like Lynton Stephens and Brendan Erskine. “Ah, Daniel, I remember your toe, inside style!” right through to some younger kids like Andrew McIntosh and James Yip. There would have been about fifteen players turned out to kick that day, which is normally the figure I say when asked how many people kick in Australia.


2008 was a new year and it kicked off with the first Narooma Jam. This was a lot of fun, and has continued along each year, marking the first event in the Australian Footbag calendar. The jam allowed a relaxed atmosphere, with no pressure for competition. We even got a run in the local paper, although midway through the story they got us confused with the national futsal, or indoor soccer competition happening in Canberra.


Not long after the Narooma Jam, Nathan Cope, Caroline Birch and myself all moved to Canberra around the same time. To begin things, none of us had a job and were all on the dole, which is of course, the best way to develop at any chosen sport.


Eventually we all moved into the workforce, but we all had casual jobs, which meant plenty of time for kicking. This was good news, as we were hosting the Nationals in Canberra. Unfortunately, it meant there was not a lot of money to go into the organisation of the competition, which turned out to be at times, disastrous.


However, this was the first time I had done a routine that I was really pleased with, and I ended up taking second place in the Routines event. On reflection that was a problem with the organisation, was that I had spent to much time playing Footbag, and not enough time organising.



Figure 6- Daniel Boyle and Petr Stejskal (Czech Republic) 2008 National Championships, Canberra

Photo by Caroline Birch


That year I started talking about the idea of going to Worlds. I didn't really think I was good enough, but it sounded like a lot of fun. They were in Prague, which had been a huge success in 2003, the first Worlds outside North America. Caroline and Nathan both went, leaving me alone in Canberra, in the winter. Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't go, as many people do not have fond memories of the tournament. Just like the Nationals, the Worlds was a bit of a shambles that year. The Berlin players stepped in almost immediately, to tell the Footbag community that the 2009 Worlds would be one not to miss.


By this time I had a full time job, and could start saving to go on my first ever overseas trip. Before that though, we as a Footbag community had some guests, and I had them as guests in my house as well. The first visitor came on New Years Day itself, and a couple of days later I went up to Sydney to kick with Flavio Löschter, from Switzerland. I invited him to stop by in Canberra, and a couple of days later there was a Wicked camper parked in the front yard for a few days. We had a lot of fun in our time in Canberra, he told me I must visit him in Switzerland, and it wasn't long before I did.


We had pushed back the second Narooma jam from early in January to coincide with the Australia Day public holiday. Andrew Grant had come out to Australia on a working holiday visa, he had also come second in the Shred 30 event in Prague. We also had the French couple Max and Benoit, both excellent players. It was the best turnout we had, including international stars, however, that year there was no mention in the Narooma News.


I had taken a week off work after the Jam, and showed Andrew around the rest of the south coast. He had come out to Australia in search of surf, but unfortunately, while we were looking, Hughey was taking a rest. From the coast we came up to Canberra. Each day we had been following the Australian Open, and we timed it well, as the final was on the night we got back.


Figure 7- Australia Day 2009- Narooma Jam photo by Daniel Boyle. Clockwise Jeremy O'Wheel, Andrew Grant, Caroline Birch.



Andrew stayed a while in Canberra, you can read a blog about his travels on the Canadian Hackrifice website. He got a job on a surf camp as a cook, and became more obsessed with surfing. Unfortunately for him, he's now back in Winnipeg, in the Canadian Prairies, and there's not much surf abounding.


Nationals in 2009 were on in Sydney, back to square one, the same venue as the “X-Treme Games” back in 2001, the Hombebush Olympic complex. I managed to have a chance encounter with Andrew just days before the competition, he had said previously he couldn't get out of work, but after a drunken haze, I convinced his bosses that he was the champion of the world, and he had to come to our competition. The next day he was on the train back to the camp to get his gear to compete.


2009 had the best field in many years, with New Zealand's Phil Morrison flying out to join in the competition. Although New Zealand was having competitions before Australia, their scene has died off almost completely. However, Phil is still going strong in Christchurch, competing at Worlds every year, and being a regular fixture in the finals.



Figure 8- Phil Morrison in Action At The Easter Show- Photo by Lotus



There was also Jeremy O'Wheel, a long time Footbag player from Hobart who actually holds a number of world records. I knew I would be a long way down the line, but thought I may be in for an upset. The first day of competition was at the Royal Easter Show, and we had a large crowd watching us. I was reasonably happy with how I performed that day, though my main focus, the Routines event was held the next day. A Scubar induced hangover meant I was not in quite as good a condition.



Figure 9-Boyle's Bag Is Full of Tricks- Bega District News, April 17, 2009


I felt I was a winner though, as I had convinced some backpacker girls to come and watch our competition. On a rainy day and having to travel to the suburbs, I felt this was a great achievement. I ended up taking fourth in the routines event, behind the stars, but apart from Phil's absolutely flawless routine, there were a lot of drops all round.


A few months later in was time to pack my backpack and head on overseas. Over one month I travelled through Germany, Switzerland, Austria and Czech Republic, mainly staying with Footbag players. In this time I got to play with many of the players, who I would see again at the World Championships in Berlin.



Figure 10- Kicking in Freibourg, Switzerland. Photo by Flavio Löschter


As with anything German, there was this typical efficiency with the tournament. Breakfast and lunch was part of your entry fee, the main hostel was next door to the event site, so you could almost roll out of bed and arrive immediately. There was also free entry to the swimming pool, what more could you want?


I made some really good friends there in Berlin, especially with Roy Klein from Israel, who we dubbed as an honorary Australian. The Austrians adopted me as one of their own, so much so that when I came out to do my routine, the announcer said “and now, Daniel Boyle, also from Austria” the judges, one from Austria, one from Australia, whispered in his ear... “oh, he's from Australia, that's a bit further away”.


I performed my same routine I had done at Nationals, but I was disappointed with my execution. I had hit it dropless before in practice, but my performance that day was nowhere near the standard I was hoping for. I came 5th in my pool out of 6 people, ranking me something around 67th in the World. Although there are most definitely more players than that who are better than me.




After that trip, I was hooked. I actually bought a ticket to go back to Europe the next year, just a couple of weeks after arriving home. That ended up being a quick trip, but I managed to visit a number of players I had made friends with the previous year. Within two weeks, I kicked in Malaysia, London, Austria, Slovakia, Zurich and Singapore. I still wasn't sure if I would make it to Worlds though, as they were in the USA, a couple of months down the track.


The story is getting ahead of itself though, we had another Narooma jam. I made sure to get something in the Narooma News, and found myself on the back page of the sports section. I went to Papua New Guinea on a surf trip and performed a few times to amazed locals. Then the Nationals came. I had a bigger part in organising them this year, lining up the venue and accommodation at the brand new Sydney Harbour YHA.




Figure 11- On Stage at the Royal Easter Show- Daniel Boyle and Jeremy O'Wheel


We were back at the Easter Show, this time in a bigger venue, but it seemed we had a smaller crowd. In the lead up to the Nationals, I was worried I wasn't prepared enough, I couldn't seem to get a routine together, so two weeks out, I switched back to the one I had been using the previous year, to “Disco 2000” by Pulp.


The night in between the competitions, I ate two meals for dinner. Although the waitress seemed disgusted, some say this was the secret to my success. Just before going to do my routine, my Grandpa said to me “don't drop it”. This was great advice, and I followed it to my first National Championship in Freestyle, after quite a long time at it. The competition also unveiled a new player, Ryan Richardson from Melbourne.



Figure 12 -Players gathered after 2010 National Championships

L-R Mitch Dobbin, Lotus, Nathan Cope, Daniel Boyle, Caroline Birch, Dyalan Govender, Leon Schreuder, Jeremy O'Wheel, Ryan Richardson, Ian Pritchard


After my express journey to Europe, I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to go to Worlds, which were being held in Oakland, USA. I had applied for a grant a long time before, but hadn't heard anything for months. I received a letter from the Health Department, and opened it with trepidation. “Dear Mr Boyle, would you like some money, fill in this form”. It was timed conveniently, it meant I would be able to make it to Oakland.


After my success at Nationals, I was hoping to step up in the 2010 Worlds. The routines event was the one I wanted to make my mark in, so I wasn't so concerned about my dismal performances in the first few events. Ryan was also there at Worlds, we were actually sharing a bed, as that's the way they do it in the USA. We were in the same pool, but he decided to scratch at the last moment. This meant I was the first player on in the Open Division.


Then it begun. “Daniel, we don't have your music.” “Well, I sent it to you. I have it here on the computer.” As I was going back to my bag, they found the music. I started my routine. Each player could arrange for something to be said about their sponsors or where they were from. I had written something about being from Canberra and the support from the ACT Government. That part was skipped. “Danniel Booooyyyllleee” in this California drawl. I made my entrance, just as I had ten minutes before. Ten seconds in, on an important cue, the music cut out. The speakers had not been set up correctly, so my music kept dropping away, just like I kept dropping the bag into the ground. I was so angry and disappointed, I went to kick my bag away, but I mistimed the kick too.



Ryan summed up my feelings in a write up of the event. “After the routine, Dan just wanted to hide himself in beer”. I did just that, taking myself over to the microbrewery across the road, where I spent much of the tournament. I spent the week in the USA for the tournament, and came straight back home. It seems as if I barely touched upon the USA, and according to many Americans, Oakland is one of the worst parts.


The rest of the year I was playing a lot, we held a jam in Canberra and actually called it the ACT Footbag Championships, which to my knowledge was the first. It was a very relaxed event, with one minute routines held on the top of Mount Ainslie. A friend of mine asked recently, do you put all the Footbag tournaments on at places with a view?



Figure 13- Players (Dyalan Govender, Daniel Boyle, Nathan Cope) warming up for the ACT Championships photo by Francisca Borquez


We have just had another successful Narooma Jam, although this one seemed more focussed on a new pastime, Kubb, which can be played on the beach. Apparently there is an annual championship in Geelong each year, maybe we can combine our tiny sports together sometime.



Figure 14- Footbag Net In Narooma- Photo by Daniel Boyle


This year the Nationals will return to Melbourne. It's been some years away from there, but hopefully it will get a few of the old players out of the woodwork. Each time I go down to Melbourne, I get a kick in with a couple of players, but the numbers are always small. Hopefully I will be able to defend my title in the Routines, as well as expand this Footbag history and make a small book to present at the competition.



Figure 15 – Every Moment A Chance For Footbag. Photo by Karen McNicol




References


Please note, there are not a whole lot of scholarly articles written about Footbag. Most of the writing within the assignment is made up from personal reminisces. A number of Footbag related websites gave me an opportunity to relive the moments and check results.


In particular


www.footbag.org – The official website for the International Footbag Players Association, run by Steve Goldberg. Steve was there at the first Australian Championships and continues to be a driving force in the Footbag world.


www.ausfootbag.org – Australian Footbag Official Website, run by Ian Pritchard


www.modified.in – A worldwide forum for Footbag players


www.footbagact.blogspot.com – Footbag in the ACT, run by myself. I have posted a number of previous articles in relation to Footbag in Canberra on this blog


www.danednie.com – Official website of Footbag player Dan Ednie


My key interview was with Lynton Stephens, unfortunately due to the floods we were not able to get into personal contact, but did the interview through email. This will be available on the Ausfootbag website shortly.


I had email contact with Tim Vozar and Scott “Mag” Hughes to get their thoughts and experiences on Australian Footbag.


Footbag is a very small sport, we are quite a tight knit community. I was able to be given photos by a number of friends to use in my project. Another big help in my research was looking at old Youtube videos, particularly of Lynton Stephens. One of the best channels was the NonHackrifice channel, run by Erik Chan in Canada.


Most of all though, it's some great memories that I have shared with the Australian Footbag community.


Please note: Captions for figures have not been included in the word count


This piece was written for the subject LPW602- Writing History: People Places and Times through the Master of Arts (Writing) course at Swinburne University

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Shine bright baby shine bright- Break Even in London


This particular day was my favourite day of the whole trip. It combined numerous interests of mine, mainly sport, Break Even and beer.


I took a tour at Wimbledon. I got off at Wimbledon station and walked, which is not the way to go, it's quite a long walk. The museum at Wimbledon is very impressive. Being such a tennis aficionado, I was wearing my Rod Laver shoes, and found there to be a lack of mentions of the great man. I took a tour, which was also quite interesting. I wouldn't mind going to Wimbledon someday, I think that would be a good sports experience. Right up there, actually.




From there I decided to make my way to Hampstead Heath. My guidebook, which I probably looked at once, told me I could get good city views from there. To get there, I had to change trains four times, a couple of them being on the Overground line, which is notably inferior to the Underground. Funnily enough, they both run on a mixture of over and underground lines.





Hampstead Heath is an enormous park. It was still cold, so I found it surprising to see a guy swimming in one of the lakes there. There are walking and cycles paths everywhere, though no signage to tell you where your going. I think many London authors may have had there ideas of enchanted forests and that type of thing after a visit to Hampstead Heath. Once I got to what seemed like one of the highest points, I could look down to the city. I could barely make out anything as it was quite foggy. I took some more tourist pictures, then waited at the bus stop. The bus apparently came every six minutes, I think I waited twenty. It came eventually, I had to take a bus, then get a tube down to Camden.


Break Even were playing at a place in Camden called The Underground. It my normal style of organisation, I had no idea where it was, how I was going to find it, or if “Camden Town” was even the right stop. Coming out from the station, I looked down the road a little way, there it was. That was easier than I expected. I popped into a record store, they had a good collection there, if I was a collector of records, I may have parted with a significant amount of money. I'm not though, I don't have a record player, so the worry of how to transport these things was not an issue.


It had been a pretty long day, I wasn't really in the mood for talking to anybody, so I sat at the bar and drank some pints. I was meeting Dan is the pub upstairs from the venue, Worlds End. It was a pretty big place, so I wasn't sure where to sit. I had a pint in each bar, then ordered some chips. Just as I was finishing my plate, Dan walked in.




Break Even were on first, it seemed an early start, they were on at 7.30. We were sorted for pints and had a good position as they went into “Run For Your Life”. They played the usual set of songs from The Bright Side, but today they were in brilliant form. Definitely one of the best times I have seen them. During the time I started a circle pit around a pole and did a stagedive, all on the other side of the world. Their set was a lot of fun, and there were quite a few people getting right into it, singing along to all the words.


We went outside in search of some dinner. We ate some pizza slices from a nearby place, they were terrible. Probably some of the worst food in my life. We missed Awaken Demons, and came back in and saw a song of TRC. What a terrible band. They have two singers, one guy looks like a security guard patrolling the stage, that's how little he actually sings. I can't even remember really what sort of style they played in, but it wasn't good. Back to the bar for some more beer.


We had some good chats with Mawds, singer from Break Even. He may just win the prize for “nicest guy in the world”. I told him I was going to Perth later in the year, he told me he'd show me around. The Ghost Inside were next up, I didn't really know anything about them, so I was a little sceptical. They were really good, I will definitely check them out when they tour here later in the year. Kind of Hatebreed sounding, but with an added punk edge. I liked them a lot. I couldn't say the same about Deez Nuts. I've avoided them for so long, but I thought, while I was there, I might watch them. I think I lasted 45 seconds. What an absolutely terrible band.


Sometime in the bar, we met some more people from Australia. Most of them were wankers. However, Dan met this one girl that he had met once before at a punk show in Canberra and fallen madly in love with. They never met again until this night, unfortunately for Dan, the girl had met another bloke at that same show, they were now an item.


We had a few more beers after the show, then made our way into the city. We had to change from the tube to a bus as by this time it was quite late. We were walking somewhere around SoHo and came across a few guys kicking a soccerball in a laneway. We asked if we could join and got involved. As time went on, more and more people started doing the same, there must have been 20 people involved at one stage. Football fever is well and truly alive. The game was great, the ball would just come off windows, into cars, play on. It wasn't a game as such, but people would get on a run and then just as many people would come in as defence. It was a lot of fun. The game eventually dissipated, and we waited at the bus stop. We waited for a long, long time and eventually along came a red double decker bus. We both fell asleep and I woke up to “Next stop, East Acton”. “Get up, get get up, let's go”. “Lucky you were paying attention” “I just woke up, quick quick, let's go”.


When we got home, some of the other guys were drinking some more out the back. I think I might have had one more beer, but I was so tired, I was ready for bed. Goodnight.


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Melbourne Rectangular Stadium






On Saturday I got to have a couple of new experience. For one, I had never been to a test match before, another thing, I had never seen a stadium make its debut.

So, I joined nearly 30 000 others in welcoming AAMI Park to Melbourne's sporting landscape. The stadium itself, it was great. The match, wasn't amazing, but it wasn't terrible either. In the end the Australian squad prevailed 12-8. Not long after the break, they were up 12-0. I believe they were just trying to hold on to that lead, which is nowhere near enough a lead to hang on to.

Every week it seems I see the Raiders, or another team blow a 20+ point lead. The Raiders managed to get one player in each team, even though they have not had a stellar year. Bronson Harrison and David Shillington were neither stars, nor shocking performers, but each did their job.

In fact, I would struggle to pick a "player of the match". Sam Thaiday was reasonably impressive, as was Rapira for the Kiwis, he would have been their best. Greg Inglis made a number of breaks, however more than three times he failed to pass to Josh Morris, unmarked outside him, trying instead to charge straight through the opposition numbers.

I bought the cheapest seats in the house, not long before the game, only a couple of days before the game sold out. It turned out, these cheapest seats were also the driest, for some. Unfortunately for the guy two rows in front of us, he faced eighty minutes of water torture. Drip, drip, drip coming straight down from the roof.

Queues for food and drink were long and prices were expensive. I have seen nothing but positives in reviews of the stadium, including the food and drink facilities. These people must have given the food and drinks a miss. Once I finally got to the front of the line, it seemed the beer had dried up. I heard someone quip in the stands "with a new stadium come new stuff" and roll his eyes. He was right. A more senior member pressed some buttons and the beer was back in action. The trays they gave to hold the beer were inadequate however, with most of my purchase ending up on the steps of the newly built stands.

The Kiwis looked to be staging a late comeback, but two missed Isaac Luke conversions proved the difference. The New Zealand fans were clearly more passionate, every time a run was on the chant went up: "KI-WI, KI-WI, KI-WI". The Aussies seemed slightly less enthused.

Although the game was billed as a sellout, it seemed on 29,000 people decided to show up to a 31,000 seater. Not sure what happened to those extra couple of thousand people, it was a wet night, maybe they didn't feel like it.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

You really dropped the ball on that one


Raiders go down away from home

Part of quite an absolutely rubbish weekend involved listening to the Raiders lose to the Titans thanks to ABC Grandstand's live coverage from Skilled Stadium in Robina. From the sounds of it, the score should have been a lot more (Final score 24-4), but the defensive effort, especially that of Josh Dugan and Shaun Fensom was absoulutely massive. Fensom was expected to leave the field in the opening minutes after he was seeing stars, but was averaging close to a tackle a minute in the first half.

The Raiders were backing up on a short turnaround after the Monday night match against Brisbane, and were always going to struggle in the heat. The amount of dropped ball was simply not acceptable for a first grade side. I think there were 18 knock ons in the match from the Raiders, Troy Thompson responsbile for two huge mistakes. Unfortunately for the big bloke, that may have been his last game in green.

Somehow, after line dropouts again and again, the Green Machine were only down 8-0 at half time. It took right until the final minute for the Raiders to get on the board, thanks to a consolation try to Daniel Vidot in the corner.

The commentary team suggested the team should stick around in Queensland and all turn out for feeded team Souths Logan. They said the guys playing in the reserves couldn't be any worse. They were probably right. The attacking options were simply terrible all round.

Adam Mogg, who played two games for Queensland for 3 tries has returned to the Canberra fold, and will provide valuable experience. Enforcer Tom Learoyd-Lahrs should also make his return to the squad. Travis Waddell has a broken jaw thanks to a high tackle that did not receive a penalty.

The Easter weekend brings the Tigers at home, which is usually a good game. I will be away competing at the Australian Footbag Championships, so won't get to go to the game. Hopefully there will be a number of changes in the lineup.

My team would be

J Dugan, D Vidot, J Croker, A Mogg, D Milne, T Campese, M Herbert, D Tilse, G Buttriss, S Logan, B Harrison, S Fensom, A Tongue. TLL, T Thurling, D Shillington, J Thompson
Daniel is now living in Santiago de Chile. You can find some more writing at I Love Chile

Recent Issues of Capital Eyes zine:

Issue 12- Sticky's Target 168: Russia
Issue 11- Yoko Oh No, Elysian
Issue 10- Break Even, Alexisonfire (reprints)
Issue 9- Jerkstore, Ruiner, To The North
Issue 8- 4 Dead, Dangers
Issue 7- Polar Bear Club, Jungle Fever