Carla and Jeff off the frisbee field. Image: Supplied.
It was my first – and last – game of Ultimate Frisbee and I had no idea what I was doing. Apparently I was on ‘the white team’, so I wore the only white thing I owned and tried to look like I was fit and understood the rules.
In that moment there was only one thing that I truly cared about: my relationship with my husband Jeff. This was the first time I’d played a team sport with him and if I was being totally honest, I hated it.
The key difference between me and Jeff is that he’s sports-mad and I’m not. He’s the type of guy who will watch the footy on TV while scrolling through his phone for the latest basketball scores, then he’ll put on his Speedos for a game of water polo.
On our second date Jeff showed me photos of himself playing Ultimate Frisbee in Finland, representing the Australian Men’s team. Clearly, this was a big deal — he was so proud to represent his country in that sport and he still is today.
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At the time I didn’t know what Ultimate Frisbee — or “Ultimate” as true devotees call it — was. I think Jeff told me it’s kind of like American football but with a frisbee, and that two teams play against each other. Sadly, my non-sporty brain didn’t retain many more of the rules.
By 2011, after seven years together, I’d grown accustomed to Jeff’s sports-mad ways. I’d gone to watch the odd Roosters game with him and I’d even played a casual game of soccer with him and his friends. But he knew I was only there to be supportive; the sarcastic recaps of Roosters games on my blog made that obvious.
So when Jeff asked me to play Ultimate Frisbee with him, I saw it as a good opportunity to spend time together and try to understand why he loved the sport so much.