The worst thing to ever happen at a speech meet
Anyway, I was really feeling it at this meet and crushing all my rounds in all my events. I was so looking forward to this meet because it was the first meet of the season, my OP was hilarious, and my poetry program was personal and tugged at the judges' heartstrings in a new way.
Either way, the meet was going amazingly until the fourth round. I decided to go to my OP round first because I really enjoyed performing the piece, and I was the third speaker, as opposed to the fifth speaker in my poetry round. So I go up to my round early and decide to sit in the hallway and enjoy the quiet for a bit. The rounds are about to start soon, and the other people in my round start coming over. We all talk and chill, but then we realize that the round started five minutes ago, and no judge has shown up. One of us eventually goes to the tabroom to tell them that it's been 10 minutes and there's no judge. Our judge shows up 15 minutes late and takes another five just to set up all his papers. While we all hand in our critique sheets, I tell him that I'm double entered. I'm the only double entered person in the round, and it's marked on his sheet too, so I'll go first, right? Wrong.
He has someone go before me, and I'm confused. But I let it slide. He calls out the second number, and it's not mine. I politely ask if I can be excused to my other event and come back later to do my piece. He seems confused, and after a few minutes, he lets me just do my piece right then and there.
I'm going up, and he just starts the timer before I even do the little nod thing. I perform, and I honestly felt it was my best round. Everyone was laughing at the funny parts and seemed to be enjoying the blocking and pops. Well, except for this guy. My OP is HI-style, so a big part of it is the tranitioning between characters, blocking, and whatnot. He doesn't even look up once while I'm performing. Anyway, I finish and ask to be excused. He ignores me and keeps writing. In fact, he was almost always writing during my speech. Eventually, he looks up, so I ask again. He's just like, "yeah, you can go."
I go perform my poetry round, wait for awards, blah blah blah. At awards, I got 4th in varsity division, but I was upset because the people who placed above me weren't very good at their OP, so it made me feel like wow I thought I did so well but I kind of sucked. I hold it together, and while travelling back to the school, I look at my critique sheets, wanting to know what I did wrong. I look at my first round. 1. Second round: 1. Third round: 1. Fourth round: 5. There were only five people in my last round, and I had beat all of them in previous rounds, so I'm just flabbergasted. My critique sheet from that round isn't any use either. I had three sloppily scrawled bullet points.
Good writing + good performance
Work on stance and expression
This makes absolutely no sense to me.
He wrote the entire time. Why do I have barely anything on here?
All other rounds, the judges loved my stances and expressions.
I know for a fact that mine was the best in that round. It's not being cocky. I was the only one who had their intro memorized and followed the event's criteria.
I end up texting a friend who was in that round to ask what he got ranked. He got a 1, which completely boggles my mind because he wasn't THAT good. It turned out that the judge thought 5 was the highest and 1 was the lowest.
If that judge had just read his paper, I would have picket-fenced, AND won the tournament. It makes me so mad everytime I think about it.