Height: not quite short enough to handle, not quite tall enough to cut
Weight: sturdy
Current location: probably the trainer’s office
Pegasus. Phoenix. Unicorn. Chris Lee.
A pantheon of mythical beasts. Few mortals have ever laid eyes on these creatures, but with glimpses on the practice field and rumors from freshman year, the legends of their abilities and prowess on the frisbee field spread far and wide.
We have long prayed to the frisbee gods for the return of our Captain, and out of the thunderous rain clouds of the Pacific Northwest, Chris has emerged.
A pioneer of positionless ultimate, the man cannot be defined by the societal constructs known as out of bounds lines. Chris lives and breathes frisbee. He walks into a physical therapy office and asks for “the usual.” He is the definition of “sneaky athletic.” He’s a coach on the field. He will disarm you with his smile. And he never fails to fire up his brethren with a rousing sideline speech.
Bio by Conner