{"id":198,"date":"2004-10-04T16:24:16","date_gmt":"2004-10-04T16:24:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/wp\/?p=198"},"modified":"2013-03-07T18:05:31","modified_gmt":"2013-03-08T02:05:31","slug":"2004_vancouver","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/2004_vancouver\/","title":{"rendered":"2004 Vancouver Island Open Squash Championships"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>October 1-3<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/chsquash.org\">Cedar Hill Squash Club<\/a><br \/>\nMy first squash tournament and I won a match (3-0) but lost two (4-1, 3-2) in the Mens C Category. Winning was good, loosing to a twelve-year-old was almost inspiring, but man I should have won that last match. If you&#8217;ve played either sport, FYI: Mens C in squash is like Cat 4 in cycling. I am a mid-range Cat 4 squash player.<br \/>\nSince I joined a squash club two weeks ago I&#8217;ve developed a soar throat swallowing so much of that abundant sin I once had, pride. I am getting my behind handed to me in every match I play.<br \/>\nI mean, it&#8217;s why I joined a real club rather than sand bagging at UVic: you learn fast when people kick your ass. But it&#8217;s hard, you know, taking up a new sport. Not that I podiumed all the time in cycling, but at least when I got dropped from the break I got dropped by some of the top guys in the country. In many ways, you got it in your legs or you don&#8217;t. And when your heart is over 200 and you&#8217;ve put 4 hours in the saddle, finishing at all is a relief. And so far the accelerated learning curve in squash has kept me enjoying it everyday. Like, I actually notice improvement every game, even between those of my first tournament. It&#8217;s just that knowing&#8211;even as you do it&#8211;that you should have had better length on that last shot, shoulda lobbed it to the corner rather than delivering it to the T like some damn lap dog, that&#8217;s what&#8217;s kinda frustrating.<br \/>\nI mean, I&#8217;ve lamented missed moves in a race, but the pain in your legs and lungs usually bullies any such guilt to the back of your head. This past weekend I got to the ball over and over but hell if I could control&#8211;let alone remember&#8211;what to do when I got there.<br \/>\nIn fact, I&#8217;ve compiled a table of my observations of the two sports, a sort of grossly stereotyped and off-the-cuff comparison of my six years and hundreds of bike races and my two-weeks of competitive squash.<\/p>\n<table cellspacing=\"0\" border=\"1\" valign=\"top\">\n<tr>\n<th><\/th>\n<th>Cycling<\/th>\n<th>Squash<\/th>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Appearence<\/th>\n<td>Must shave legs and face,<br \/>\nfit and defined leg muscles, usually white ankle socks, no cut-off jerseys<br \/>\n(I&#8217;ve been to races where you can be penalized for breaking the sock and<br \/>\njersey rule), tight, colourful spandex with lots of sponsor logos, sponsor<br \/>\ntents and signs, clean bike, cool sunglasses<\/td>\n<td>Mostly shaved faces, nice<br \/>\nskirts (see Girls). Men in all sorts: beer guts, old short shorts or long Adidas soccer kind, socks of black or white, old t-shirts (even old white tank<br \/>\ntops), pastel candy-swirled grips, maybe one racquet sponsor on shirt, a<br \/>\ncouple sponsor signs on court, cool big squash-specific gear bags for<br \/>\nplayers, some cool shoes, very few safety glasses none of which looked great<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Beer<\/th>\n<td>At Christmas<\/td>\n<td>Between games<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Duration<\/th>\n<td>2 days: 3-4 hr road race,<br \/>\n20-40 min individual time trial, 1 hr criterium; show up 1 hour before race<br \/>\nfor sign-on at 7:30am in the middle of some freezing mountains or  parched farmer&#8217;s fields<\/td>\n<td>3-4 days, 3-6 matches,<br \/>\n30-60 min per match; show up 15 minutes before event, may have more matches<br \/>\nscheduled for same day in a few hours, at a club in a city, bar and food on<br \/>\nsite, matches could be in morning \/ afternoon \/ evening<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Etiquette<\/th>\n<td>Sorta, like congrats to<br \/>\nwinner, but often yell at people, or get yelled at, to do more work or bridge<br \/>\na gap or stay tight<\/td>\n<td>Fairly friendly: shake hands with ref after match (at least the juniors did), lots of<br \/>\n&quot;nice shot&quot; and &quot;good get&quot; but get really pissed off and<br \/>\nswear at yourself, get ticked off at the ref<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Fitness<\/th>\n<td>Like, super important,<br \/>\nalways exhausting, medium to high heart rates with long painful and<br \/>\npuke-inducing lengths of anaerobic attacks and breakaways, brutal hills, acid<br \/>\nin legs, bonking, so exhausted that getting dropped or dropping out comes<br \/>\nwith little immediate guilt<\/td>\n<td>pretty important, fairly<br \/>\nexhausting, more dependent on how long match goes, soar muscles, stretching<br \/>\nimportant, exhausted but must keep playing<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Food<\/th>\n<td>Yes, always eat during road<br \/>\nrace, lots of water and energy bars and drinks, etc.<\/td>\n<td>Yes, lots of water, but no<br \/>\nfood during match<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Gear<\/th>\n<td>Pretty expensive: at least<br \/>\n$1,000-$2,000 bike, spandex ($200), shoes ($100-200), helmet ($60-$100), racing<br \/>\nlicense (over $100\/year), race fees ($30-$70) and maybe get your entry fee back if<br \/>\nyou place top 5<\/td>\n<td>A little expensive: playing<br \/>\nat a club ($50\/month), racquet ($60-$120), shoes ($60-$120), license ($30),<br \/>\ntournament fee ($55) but you get t-shirt, two dinners, some prizes<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Girls<\/th>\n<td>If spectating, then is<br \/>\ngirlfriend\/wife of a racer; not many racing, don&#8217;t look as great in spandex<br \/>\nas you might think, minor fraternizing<\/td>\n<td>If spectating, then is<br \/>\ngirlfriend\/wife of a player, quite a few playing and (bonus) they wear skirts,<br \/>\ngood deal of fraternizing<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Injuries<\/th>\n<td>Road rash from crash, blood<br \/>\nand scrapes, sore legs, blistered groin<\/td>\n<td>skin peeling off toes and arches, stiff and sore legs, ball in<br \/>\nthe eye, or a bruise<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Refereeing<\/th>\n<td>Officials hired by race to<br \/>\nwatch you and penalize and tally times, etc.<\/td>\n<td>Sorta self-governed, each<br \/>\nplayer must take turns refereeing other matches<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Sights<\/th>\n<td>Pavement, the asses of other racers<\/td>\n<td>The ball and the walls<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Smells<\/th>\n<td>Chain grease, air from<br \/>\nrubber inner tubes, tiger balm and vaseline, fresh outdoors and car exhaust,<br \/>\npost-race protein shakes<\/td>\n<td>Humid indoors, sweaty men,<br \/>\nwood from pencil for marking score, beer breath from spectators and players<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Sounds<\/th>\n<td>Metal scraping on pavement<br \/>\nin a crash, crowd cheering every 1 hr lap, dogs barking, cars revving, wind<br \/>\nin ears, racers swearing<\/td>\n<td>Loud whacking of balls on<br \/>\nmultiple courts, clang of racquets on wall, crowd chatting, refs yelling,<br \/>\nplayers swearing<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Spectators<\/th>\n<td>Sparse friends and family<br \/>\nscattered on course, some more at finish line \/ larger events scattered<br \/>\npublic on course cheering<\/td>\n<td>Somewhat strong showing of<br \/>\nfriends and family in bleachers, minor clapping, occasional cheer, no general<br \/>\npublic<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Sweat<\/th>\n<td>Yes when hot, lots dried<br \/>\noff in wind, but esp. sweat on climbs, salt residue on face and helmet straps<br \/>\nand bum of spandex shorts<\/td>\n<td>So much sweat, constant and<br \/>\nembarrassing dripping on court, men with see-through shorts and shirts<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Tactics<\/th>\n<td>Somewhat important, make<br \/>\nsure you get in break away, good placement for sprint, get pissed off if miss<br \/>\nthe decisive move, skill on decents but not essential, but majority see<br \/>\nFitness<\/td>\n<td>Yes, lots, don&#8217;t do stupid<br \/>\nshots, trick opponent, set up shots inadvance, cool moves, so much regret for<br \/>\nmissed opportunities<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Tactiles<\/th>\n<td>Smooth spandex, cork-tape<br \/>\nhandlebars, rubber brake hoods, sharp edges of power gel on the edges of your<br \/>\nmouth, scrape off skin on pavement and get gravel in wounds from a crash,<br \/>\ngravel and crap from road in your teeth, sun and rain and hail and snow, spit<br \/>\nand snot and even urine from you and other racers<\/td>\n<td>Rubber of grip and dusty<br \/>\nrubber of ball, wipe grease and sweat from hand on wall, push other player&#8217;s<br \/>\nsquishy sweaty back out of the way, someone&#8217;s sweat may get flung on you<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<p><em>Update: I just remembered a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jeffwerner.ca\/weblog\/archives\/000094.html\">review I wrote<\/a> six months ago on a different Victoria squash tournament. Maybe I&#8217;ll come back every six months and see how ridiculous my impressions are.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>October 1-3 Cedar Hill Squash Club My first squash tournament and I won a match (3-0) but lost two (4-1, 3-2) in the Mens C Category. Winning was good, loosing to a twelve-year-old was almost inspiring, but man I should have won that last match. If you&#8217;ve played either sport, FYI: Mens C in squash [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[13],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/198"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=198"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/198\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1426,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/198\/revisions\/1426"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=198"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=198"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffwerner.ca\/testa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=198"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}