Having left the Calgary airport which was literally packed full of uniformed officers from England, the team hoped that'd be enough excitement for the BC trip. Reaching Vancouver though it was clear to anyone in or near a window that the city below was surreal as you could see the clouds of fog below blurring out the city lights and details. Adding to the experience was landing through a thick layer of fog, and knowing that the pilots couldn't see the ground anymore then we could. A few bounces later though the plane was safely on the ground and had only the challenge of finding the gate remaining. With the game not till the next evening the team found the hotel and rested up for the weekend ahead. A light practice in the morning got the travel stiffness out of the teams legs and let Coach Fusco present some last minute changes to set plays. At this point I will be honest in saying that my analysis of the UBC game is extremely limited, because early in the game the before mentioned fog reappeared with a vengeance. I would say that no one coach, player, referee, or fan could see further then 20ft across the field. Whether it be a blessing or a curse I can describe both the goals that UBC scored, as both came down the right side of the field and the cross beat both keeper and defence allowing UBC to go ahead. After that point the blanket of oblivion descended on us all isolating individuals, and much resembling a nightmare where you can't see or hear anything. The end result was 2-0 for UBC which continued there undefeated season one more game. The team traveled that night to Langley BC to await the game against Trinity Western University. Those people are at half by the way....