At the first NYC World Cup (and our first with a brand new set of players), we found ourselves facing Quidditch giants. There was sweat, tears, and a little bit of blood. We ended that November weekend beaten but not down.
And now we have returned.
Our spirit is stronger than ever. As a team we’ve discovered the strength behind a group of rag-tag nerds who prefer bare feet and flannel over Ivy and pomp. Now we practice in rain and sleet, we can take and give harder hits, play faster, and our team runs like a well-oiled Firebolt. The support of our family, friends, and fans has given us the confidence and will to turn this tiny team into a whole new kind of animal.
We are artists, radicals, musicians, intellectuals, environmentalists, and overall liberators of the norm and we are here to let everyone know just how mighty a bunch of hippies can be. Do not be fooled by our outward appearance. Beneath the shaggy hair, Birkenstocks, and peaceful visage beat the hearts of a dragon with a powerful drive to shake things up.
We are the Green Mountain College Welsh Green Dragons.
And we bleed green.