Frisbee Goes Spin Spin:
In which Jacob learns that "heads up!" really means "heads down"
Perhaps it was the underlying dog in him, but Jacob always had a love for Frisbees. While grocery shopping with his father when he was nine, he spotted a Frisbee on the shelf of the local supermarket. He begged and pleaded and jumped up and down. He screamed and kicked and threw a tantrum until his father finally agreed to just buy him the damn two dollar toy.
Once they were home, Billy took him to a nearby park to teach him how to throw and catch his brand new Frisbee. He leapt and dove and ran and jumped and played with that plastic disc all afternoon, and returned to the park day after day to play with his Frisbee. He threw it for dogs, he asked strangers to throw it for him. He tried getting his pals, Quil and Embry, to come play with him, but the novelty wore off on them quickly, having had their own Frisbees for years. Jacob didn't mind – he'd find a new friend the next day, be it an elderly man nice enough to throw it or a small child that didn't quite understand the game, but simply gnawed on the Frisbee until Jacob snatched it back. He always had someone to play Frisbee with.
When he reached high school, he was delighted to find out that there was an ultimate Frisbee team. He signed up and then began practicing every day, setting up targets in his backyard to try and hit with the Frisbee and constantly nagging his father to throw it to him, so he could work on his catching techniques.
However, despite all his preparations, Jacob was absolutely unprepared for his first official ultimate Frisbee practice. He stepped onto the field and was immediately almost struck in the head by a Frisbee whizzing by. As he looked around in wonder, three more Frisbee's flew by his head. There were Frisbee's everywhere.
Whatever, he thought, I can totally handle this.
So he found a partner and began throwing the disc back and forth, highly enjoying himself. It was absolutely wonderful until –
"Heads up!" someone called, and Jacob looked around, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. He heard a thunk, and then he was on the ground with agonizing pain in his forehead.
Jacob Black had learned that "heads up!" really means "heads down".