Denver exposed our weaknesses. Michigan rewarded the work.
Two weeks ago, I left the Denver Quad frustrated.
We had won the previous year, but this time we finished fourth after striking out early in the final. It would have been easy to blame the result on bad luck, but the truth was simpler: we weren’t as prepared as we needed to be (read the full story here).
So we got to work.
I spent time refining my throws, focusing on putting Sailor in the best possible position to succeed instead of simply throwing farther. Sailor got back into training too, building his speed, endurance, and confidence after some time away. More than anything, we worked on our timing. Quadruped isn’t just about how far you can throw or how fast your dog can run—it’s about becoming one team.
On Saturday at the Michigan Quad, everything came together. Sailor was incredible, catching every throw I gave him throughout the first heat and throughout the finals. My bonus throw (after knowing we had won)? Let’s just say the ambitious 360 ended with the disc in the ground instead of the air—but by then, Sailor had already done everything I could have asked of him.
Watching him sprint after each disc with the same excitement he’s had his entire life reminded me why I love this sport so much. At nearly 11 years old, he continues to amaze me with his heart, determination, and pure joy.
Our longest catch measured 85 yards, the longest catch of the entire day, and together we captured the Men’s Open title.
Michigan wasn’t just a win. It was proof that setbacks are only failures if you refuse to learn from them.
Denver gave us the lesson. Michigan gave us the opportunity to apply it.
Now we turn our attention to the final in October. Whatever happens there, this weekend reminded me that progress doesn’t happen by wishing for a different result—it happens by honestly evaluating where you fell short, doing the work, and showing up ready for another chance.
Sometimes the best victories begin with the right defeat.
