Fukuoka: A Retrospective
Coming to Fukuoka, playing here with very little opportunities to play because of work and the less than stellar level of play/commitment/motivation around me was frustrating at first. I barely got to play and there were stretches of months during which I did not get to play at all. I felt myself grow weaker, become worse, and lose confidence. But then I learned to step up.
I went back into my rhythm of being one of the most outgoing and unabashed people I know and got to know not just the Hakata Hackers but Fukuoka University Peace, Fukuoka University of Education Kyuchan, and Nishikyushu University Spankies. They taught me the joy of coaching and teaching, as well as helped me realize how difficult it is to balance intensity and allowing players to come into their own.
I learned to internalize goals more instead of waiting for people to give me goals. While it is a constant struggle, I've learned to bring the intensity out from within me rather than be a product of my environment. I've learned that by leading by example, I could bring the intensity out in my peers and perhaps even inspire less experienced players. Manning up is easier said than done, but it must be done. But if you can man up, it brings everyone's level up.
I feel that I have done what I always want to do: Inspire other players to see the fun in ultimate. To think about ultimate at a deeper level. To me, ultimate is intoxicating; It is addictive and its always at the forefront of my mind. This passion is something I try to pass on to others. Not only that, but to see alternative ways of playing ultimate. As one veteran player said to me yesterday, "(I) arrived like a storm and left like a storm." Another remarked that I made a very big impact on the ultimate scene in Kyushu. I am humbled by these words and simultaneously make me beam with pride. I'm sure I've talked the ears off of the poor university players with my endless ultimate drivel, but hopefully they have taken at least some of those things to heart and opened their minds to a different world of ultimate.
Bugle-san, the patriarch of Fukuoka ultimate, thanked me for bringing out an international crowd to the Fukuoka Open, and I could say without any sense of flattery that it was my absolute pleasure. Fukuoka Open is a very different tournament as compared to many, if not most, Japanese tournaments and is deserving of a good crowd of people to continue its glory. I am glad I got to share a fun Japanese tournament with non-Japan players, as well as share Western ultimate and ultimate culture with Japanese players. It's a world of difference, and perhaps things like this can help bridge the gap.
It was at Fuk Open that I realized that my last year and a half had culminated into this. Being greeted by people left and right on that Saturday and actually knowing most of the people on my hat team as well as the teams I played against. Being about to banter and joke with so many people. Being asked to captain a hat team by Bugle-san. Leading the team with intense fun and fun intensity; people knowing and understanding my brand of ultimate; and people buying into that. Feeling that connection. Needless to say, it was a stark contrast from Fukuoka Open the year before. I don't think it had really clicked until that very moment, but in that moment of clarity, I knew. I was a part of Kyushu ultimate and it was a part of me. For all the frustration, loss of motivation, and moments of weakness, that fact has totally and completely made up for. I feel at ease knowing that being plastic chasers, I will undoubtedly run into some if not many of my fellow Kyushultimaters. So I'll be looking for you on the field with a huge grin on my face, disc in hand, with a large possibility of me motioning you deep and chucking it regardless of whether you are looking for it or not.
Thank you for everything,
Niji
