Ho Hum. IFC crushed the competition in Men's Epee. And our
man Chris Karll crushed all in Men's Foil. As a matter of fact, no one
scored more than five touches on him all day. Show off!
I have to remember to
salute for these things. |
Chris leads the troops:
"OK, here's the plan. Win. And if you can't do that, don't
loose." |
Our Bob Baldwin, above and below. Above, taking on Mr.
Holmstrom. |
Chris, on the left, not loosing. |
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Our
Peirce Richardson against University of Chicago's Carrington Ward.
Hmmm... what can I say. Nothing! |
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The
prettiest picture of the
day. Me, nailing the kid with a fleche. I can't brag. I
won by 15-13. Jeez! |
This
is NOT the way to get an "under the hand" touché. Just
because I did doesn't mean you should try it this way. |
My
front leg is way too turned in. My front shoulder is dropped too far
down. It is a wonder I beat anybody. |
Without
a doubt, my toughest bout of the day. If, you discount the 15-6 slaughter
dealt out by my buddy Chris in the final. Mr. Holmstrom had a wicked
toe touch, only one of which I was able to counter. I was two
touches away from being eliminated, when the second period ran out.
Coach Ina came over and gave me some useful advice. "Ha ha
ha! You suck! Ha ha ha!" With this knowledge, I was able
to come back and win 15-14. |
The
venue: University of Iowa. Ron and Jann Ream run a great tournament. Strips were great.
Format was fine. We had a Little Bit of Trouble with the
occupants of the men's showers. But you can hardly blame them for
that. Smooth! If you look closely, you can see Ina talking to
one of the nicest men in fencing, Mr. Michael Shepshelevich. He's a
real sweetheart. |
"Don,
you are my worst student. You never hear a word I say. You are
always hitting me in the neck during lessons. And you don't bring me
enough chocolates. I have decided to help your opponent. Goodbye." |
Chris,
still not loosing. He was up against an opponent who thought he
could flick Chris' wrist. After about 30 tries, he still hadn't
landed one. But Chris now has a bell guard with a serious dent in
the top. |
Barry
Matchett couldn't believe I doubled this touche. I couldn't believe
he beat me 5-2. |
My quarter final bout against Kang. Normally, Kang tears up my
arm, and leaves me swearing at myself. Today I took his advice and
relaxed. And beat him. |
John
Lartz on the left, is busy frustrating an opponent in the pool bouts. |
See how nice we look in our IFC
warm-ups? I don't know why, but
Pete always wares his with blue jeans. Must be some kind of
statement.
Clockwise from the bottom:
Kristin Rill - Third Place Women's Sabre. Pete McCann, Me, Chris
Karll. And in the middle, the proud mother, Ina Harizanova.
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A couple of shots of what was easily the
best bout of the day. In the quarter finals, our Pete McCann on the
right, against Scott Rostal. Scott had beaten Pete twice before
(that I know of). But not today. Tied 14-14, Pete got a sweet
little touch on Scott's glove. Whoa!
I am very grateful to Pete, because if he had lost, I would have had
Mr. Rostal next. And the only other time I had fenced him was a pool
bout in Wisconsin last year. 5-1.
So, I owe my second place finish, and the C rating I earned that day,
to Pete and his stupendous victory over Scott Rostal, and his
heartbreaking loss to me. Thanks Pete! |
Pete
against Patrick Gettings of Fencing 2000. Pete won, but that is all
I can say. I wasn't watching this bout. |
"Pete,
I see your hand is visible again. What was wrong?"
"I think it was this antibiotic I was taking. Funny side
effects"(I few months ago, Pete McCann was part of a government
plot to create an invisible fencer. But it didn't take. The
government agency involved was the Postal Service.)
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The medallists in Men's Epee. From the Left:
Me - second place
Pete McCann - third place
Carrington Ward - third place
Chris Karll - first place
See how happy everybody is? Imagine, just two years ago, Chris and
I were plotting to shave off Mr. Ward's eyebrows in his sleep.
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I have to remember to smile for these things. On second thought,
maybe I shouldn't. I look like such a geek when I smile. |
I found Mr. Kang Sun living under a bridge. He looked cold,
tired, miserable and hungry. So I said to him, "Hey! Would you
like to learn how to fence?"
Now look at him. He eats punks like you for breakfast. 6th
place, Men's Epee. |