The 3rd day of competition, 26th of April brought on another day of rough matches with us playing our last winning match and losing 2 leaving our team at 3-6 win loss ratio. We struggled a lot working with our pneumatic systems and having a very stupid coding issue which resulted in the shooter wheel not wanting to turn at all during BOTH autonomous (un-operated by drivers) and teleop (driver controlled)! It was really saddening especially since we should have won at least one of the two last matches. You know those competitions where you just know that you will not win something no matter the amount of luck because of the caliber of your opponent that was your last match of Friday. We were up against The Pink Team one of the loudest teams in the stand completely dripping in team spirit (and eventually winning the team spirit award). We were able to put up an okay fight but the point was mute eventually and we couldn't do anything about it. Friday was rather disappointing because it was the day that we needed to shine so that other teams that were scouting us out would see what we could do in a match and were were obviously toastering. The term toastering was brought to us by Casey from his old teams and it means "to not do S**t, and fail epically in general." Rather disappointing but being able to walk around and see the name brand teams that everyone fears and both admires in the flesh was terrific. We were able to do some networking and see how other people managed the same tasks that we had tried to conquer. I had so much fun despite the fact that our actual team was not doing terrific. After all it's all about that cliche statement: "It's not about winning but about learning new things and having lots of fun."
By the end of the day we were all ready to get some food and go back to the hotel rooms. It turned out that Beth had arranged for reservations at a place called Mango (a Peruvian, and apparently VERY classy restaurant). Pause a moment and imagine 10 kids, 4 college students, and a munch of parents walking in in matching t-shirts and jeans with absolutely no clue how to operate themselves in a restaurant where entrees were not priced below $20. In the time that we were there we managed to weird out a neighboring table, blow out BOTH the candles that were on the table, spill a class of tea, and confuse the waiter to no end because we were all unable to pronounce the names of the dishes on the menu. After the Mango debacle we headed back to the hotel. I was walking in the front of the pack and was one of the first to arrive back at the Hyatt where we were staying. It took a couple of minutes for me to realize that we were missing, Myles, Collin, Jasmine, and Matthew. Then the next thing that I know I see them come around the corner with Matthew dripping wet and shivering. We learned later that Matthew had decided to jump into the fountain that was in front of the neighboring bank! And on top of that he had also left his drivers button aka the magic key to go to certain places such as the competition field!
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