St. Valentine's Day Massachusetts

Welcome back to our regularly scheduled background, it feels good to be home on the washed out gray fuzz once again, sort of reassuring to know that what's behind the letters is so tremendously uninteresting that there's no way it will draw your attention away from what I have to say.  At least not in the first two or three paragraphs.

I've been browsing the net, killing time, avoiding work, thinking about how cool the triple crown will be if it doesn't rain, wondering why there aren't any women playing disc golf.  You know, the usual stuff.  I found my way to Juliana's page and was poking around, reading this and that, and decided I should muse on the subject, it being valentine's day and all (and, against all odds, I even have a valentine on the table in front of me).

Six women.  That's the average field at the average supertour, six.  Think about that a little bit, SIX.  Six. SIX.  Not even two foursomes, for goodness sakes.  Where are they, that fifty-one percent of the human population?  Why don't they play?  Is there something that's unpleasant about the game? Disturbing?  Frightening? I mean, come on, I know far more women that play rugby than disc golf.  RUGBY.  Can you think of a less feminine sport?  (And hey, not knocking those women there, rugby chicks rule.)  So why can't we get at least 15 or 20 women out playing tournaments?   I see Juliana putting a lot of effort into expanding the number of touring women, which pretty much makes her my hero. I mean, I'm always at the damned course, at least if there were some women there I might meet one for a change.

Now, now, look here, I was a computer science major in college.  I'm not sure how many people were in my graduating CS class, but I do know how many girls there were.  One.  ONE.   O-N-E.  That's anything to the zero.  I had to minor in english just to meet girls (a quick count of Literature for Children, for instance, had something like 36 girls and 5 guys.  God bless male illiteracy.), can you imagine my distress at finally getting out of there and coming into the, ahem, real world, only to realize I hadn't improved my odds any?

Thing is, I really don't understand why the sport is so overwhelmingly male.  Ultimate doesn't have this problem, does it?  How about the other disc sports?  Thing is, I'm not helping things much.  I've introduced exactly one girl to the game.  One.  ON--no, wait, been there.  She was a damned good athlete and seemed to like the game but, unfortunately, showed enough good sense to stop talking to me.  I'd guess she's lost to us forever.

I know some girls who are good athletes, girls who could play for a few months and then go out and win some tournaments, but I've always been shy about bringing anybody new out to the course.  I've always been slow to share the things I love for fear that my affection won't be shared.  A shame.

Doug's thoughts on nothing in particular