When the West arrived at World Cup V, not many outside teams knew what to expect from us, but by the end, we had certainly left a memorable impression. The support we gave each other and the regional pride we developed really came to define the West. During our games, the stands rocked with cheers from other players in the region. When Western teams faced off, you got antics like the cinnamon roll hug when USC played UCLA. There is so much regional love here. This was taken during the Utah-Kansas game, where players from Cal, ASU, UCLA, USC, and the Silicon Valley Skrewts came out to support the Fliers. If you’re gonna make a quidditch yearbook, it can’t be done without including the birth of West Coast, Best Coast.
This is like, the best photo ever, and I wish I had been there to see it. You can just tell how supportive and amazing all these people are just by all the smiles and ‘W’s they’re all making. It’s so cute. I love these people. They’re the best. I couldn’t have asked for a better group of friends to make. :3
This year though. I swear, no matter what, I’m going to World Cup.
Even all the way back out west, the love was felt.
Cal’s B-team had a game against Stanford the same day as the second day of WC.
You bet your shit that we followed that Twitter feed. The SJSU refs, Cal, and Stanford. And when Cal was knocked out?
Who’s left from the west?
UCLA. UCLA was left.
At least there’s a western team left!
And so we rooted for them. Hard. When they were knocked out?
We did really well.
Not in reference to our team (although we talked about that, too), but in reference to the west. As a region. The western teams advanced far and did well. Really well. And they showed everyone what we knew all along: West is Best.
And the west is indisputably the best at one thing: Love. And the west coast is all about love. We are, no doubt, the closest region in the IQA. Every tournament I go to, there are several players I know by name, and that know me by name. And they’re not my teammates. They’re players from all over California, Utah, Arizona, Colorado, even Kansas, Louisiana and Pennsylvania. And these are just the ones I’ve hugged.
These are the people who, in the midst of midterms, after starting a new job (and taking off a day!), I decided, on a week and a half notice, to drive 14 hours to snow cup for.
That’s when I got to experience the love in person.
The west is about friendship, love, and pure supermegafoxyawesomehot awesomeness.
And we’re loud, proud, and here to stay. We are the west!