FROLF!
There is a new ultimate sport in town, and it's called FROLF. If I were you, I'd get into Frolf, because it is the coolest. It's an easy choice, if you ask me.
Today, S2, R2D2, and I invaded Central Park for the inaugural game of Frolf. I'm not sure that Central Park will ever be the same. The tourists who we confounded and terrified certainly won't be.
Frolf is a shortened form of of the term "frisbee golf." Now you may have heard of disc golf, a form of golf played with frisbees. Frolf is rather different than this. Sure, disc golfers like to think they are all "cool" and "hip," unlike traditional golf. But come on -- they set up courses and have a Professional Disc Golf Association. LAME-O! They might as well go join the nearest country club. They even have a "World Open Championship."
Maybe disc golf began as a way to escape the rigidity and snobbery of "real" golf, but it obviously no longer fulfills that purpose. It's time for a real alternative to golf, and that alternative is FROLF!
Frolf is a completely organic sport. One goes to a nearby open (or semi-open area) with friends and frisbees. Participants then pick a starting point and identify a target. They throw their frisbees until reaching the target. They then pick a new starting point and a new target. Score-keeping is allowed, although not strictly enforced (the main reason score is kept is for trash-talking purposes).
Today's round of frolf was one for the ages. We began on the great lawn, and wound roughly south, finishing near Columbus Circle. Along the way, we involved many trees, signs, and trash cans. Oh yeah, and the statute of the Tempest (in front of Delacourt Theater), the low wall near Swedish Cottage, the keystone of the tall bridge in the Ramble, the brick circle in the Bethesda Terrace, the Bandshell, a rock in the Sheep's meadow, the gate blocking entrance to Tavern on the Green (which borders the outdoor patio), home plate at Heckscher Playground, and finally, the base of the Maine Memorial statue at Merchant's Gate (Columbus Circle).
It was a picture-perfect 18 hole tour of the southern half of Central Park. While no score was kept, I'm pretty sure S2 won by a fairly wide margin, with R2D2 probably beating me by a little bit. We had so much freaking fun. At every turn, we were finding better and better holes.
Talk about a quality way to spend an afternoon. You should definitely go play some frolf as soon as you can.
Today, S2, R2D2, and I invaded Central Park for the inaugural game of Frolf. I'm not sure that Central Park will ever be the same. The tourists who we confounded and terrified certainly won't be.
Frolf is a shortened form of of the term "frisbee golf." Now you may have heard of disc golf, a form of golf played with frisbees. Frolf is rather different than this. Sure, disc golfers like to think they are all "cool" and "hip," unlike traditional golf. But come on -- they set up courses and have a Professional Disc Golf Association. LAME-O! They might as well go join the nearest country club. They even have a "World Open Championship."
Maybe disc golf began as a way to escape the rigidity and snobbery of "real" golf, but it obviously no longer fulfills that purpose. It's time for a real alternative to golf, and that alternative is FROLF!
Frolf is a completely organic sport. One goes to a nearby open (or semi-open area) with friends and frisbees. Participants then pick a starting point and identify a target. They throw their frisbees until reaching the target. They then pick a new starting point and a new target. Score-keeping is allowed, although not strictly enforced (the main reason score is kept is for trash-talking purposes).
Today's round of frolf was one for the ages. We began on the great lawn, and wound roughly south, finishing near Columbus Circle. Along the way, we involved many trees, signs, and trash cans. Oh yeah, and the statute of the Tempest (in front of Delacourt Theater), the low wall near Swedish Cottage, the keystone of the tall bridge in the Ramble, the brick circle in the Bethesda Terrace, the Bandshell, a rock in the Sheep's meadow, the gate blocking entrance to Tavern on the Green (which borders the outdoor patio), home plate at Heckscher Playground, and finally, the base of the Maine Memorial statue at Merchant's Gate (Columbus Circle).
It was a picture-perfect 18 hole tour of the southern half of Central Park. While no score was kept, I'm pretty sure S2 won by a fairly wide margin, with R2D2 probably beating me by a little bit. We had so much freaking fun. At every turn, we were finding better and better holes.
Talk about a quality way to spend an afternoon. You should definitely go play some frolf as soon as you can.
posted by N at 10:05 PM
1 Comments:
Wow--you truly ARE going to be a lawyer! In the midst of recounting the tale of extreme fun with fellow 3Ls, you typed the word "statute" instead of "statue"...=)
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