There’s a big issue in our sport: what the hell, exactly, are you supposed to do with your off-hand when throwing axes?
There isn’t a single bit of consistency in this sport to guide us, and frankly, I’m sick of guessing.
There’s a big issue in our sport: what the hell, exactly, are you supposed to do with your off-hand when throwing axes?
There isn’t a single bit of consistency in this sport to guide us, and frankly, I’m sick of guessing.
Round 1 is, in my humble opinion, one of those absolutely goofy, wildly unique elements of throwing in the IATF. That’s saying a lot, considering the other hallmarks of this sport is handing out stickers and alcoholism. Love it or…
Winter and the holiday season oftentimes can make emotions swing a disproportionate amount, compared to the rest of the year. Truth is, there are plenty of human brains out there affected by seasonal depression — or just the melancholy of…
For those of you who keep track of my adventures, you likely recall (or, if you’re more like me, you don’t remember at all) a post I did not too long ago talking about how I started developing a new-to-me…
Nobody really taught me how to throw. At least, not actively. Not when I was first starting out. I’ve had just oodles of teachers. People I’ve looked up to. People I’ve mimicked and asked questions to and, for 30 minutes…
Change can be scary. Maybe it’s a new option at your favorite pizza place. Maybe it’s when mom started bringing around a man who smelled like new floors and asked you to call him “pop.” Maybe it’s a new hairdo…
It can strike almost instantly – in fact, it hit me just as we were crossing the border between New York and Pennsylvania (on the way back from Toronto) – the “drop.” Having post-tourney-morbs is well documented in axe throwing.…
Dear Clutchy, I’ve decided to throw in Round 1 of the IATC – but I’m nervous about doing well enough to earn a spot in Round 2! My axe house was only given 3 spots, and I’m not the strongest…
I’m a noticer. A pay-attention-er. I’m well known for being a little freak who stares at what people are doing like I’m some sort of time-traveler who doesn’t know what’s going on and is amazed by even the smallest, inconsequential…
The love that axe throwers have for their axes (and, subsequently, the hatred axe throwers can feel for an axe that doesn’t “work” for them) is inescapable. We give them names, we talk to them between throws – hell, sometimes…