Friday morning, I taught a class how to play a tweaked version of Ultimate. I heavily adapted the Quebec City Rules to work in the school gym, with teams of 13.
A few minutes' coaching, a demonstration of the backhand shot, and we were away.
The class' form teacher turned up to see what was going on, and joined a team, so I had to join the other.
Ultimate is supposed to be a non-contact sport, but I got barged, pushed, tackled, even carried across the pitch. So did everybody.
Right now, late on Sunday evening, I ache all over.
It was the most thoroughly enjoyable lesson I have taken since my day in the RM department of my wife's school.
In fact, I have decided to formalise and simplify the Ultimate rules, and start an inter-House tournament at school.
I shall, however, restrict knowledge of the forehand throw to my own House team, though. ;-)
Oh, and my team won, 10-5.