So another Sunday has come and passed, and there is a tale to tell. My weekend started off Saturday evening with Melf's wedding, and a reception/bonfire/rock concert. I had a great time, even wore my pirate hat. Some blonde chick kept asking me about blogging, not knowing how much I hate that word. I pitched a tent (the sleeping in kind) and proceeded to relax, made some paintball plans I did not remember, and generally had a great time. I even brought some flasing rave LED's that were pretty useless.
Sunday morning I woke up early like 9 am or so, and cleaned up the empty cans and stuff around the fire. it wasn't too bad, and was useful for clearing my head a bit any getting the old body moving. I even found someone's cellphone on the ground, and it was in working order. I did not once think of stealing it. (that'll make sense later on.) I broke down my tent and left as the other campers were waking up. Grabbed some gas and a Sausage egg Biscuit and headed home. Then I took a nap. At about 1pm or so Gnu called me to remind me that we were supposed to meet at his house at 10 am and told me to hurry.
"So great." I said to myself. "I
m hungover, didn't sleep in a bed last night, and now I'm late to go paintballing. At least it can't get any worse. Oh yeah, I have to unload my camping stuff first. (about half of it's in my car still.) So Gnu and I and our third (I can't think of a good nickname yet. I guess T2 will have to do.) We all get to the field and start Staging. (that means getting ready.) We were all in T2's van, so it made things a little rough because I have so much crap. A vest, kneepads, a nice goggle system, interchangeable barrels, pods, a pack, and a gun I'm very picky about. But we got her done, anyway.
Game 1. Mounds. Our teems were poorly matched. 8 guys in varying uniforms and good guns Vs. our 13 man team, mage up at least 2/3's of shorties. (kids under 15.) Shorties suck for a couple of reasons:
1. Kids's can't buy a lot of paint, cuzz it's expensive. So they don't shoot much.
2. Kid's can't aim for shit.
3. They don't communicate at all. During one of the games I heard the same shorty ask someone if they wanted more paint about 20 times. They never once said a name, or "red shirt" or anything. Just Shouted "You need paint?" 16 times. They
especially don't call out enemy positions, which is A RULE.
4. They are afraid of being shot.
5. Shorties don't want to win they just want to "play."
So it comes down to a 3 on 1 them Vs. me and I realize that there's noone to shout 'Back RIGHT!" to. I fended them off for a while wasting paint and switch chooting (using both hands) but finally took one in the elbow on my left side, because i didn't tuck it in. firggin' drew blood.
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Game 2 and one of the shorties started with no air. One man down. Gnu took too long to get into his bunker and got shot out right after. T2 lasted a little longer, but got out trying to flank the enemy. I ran out of air, and instead of trying to barrel tag someone walked off. No point in getting the shit shot out of me when we weren't going to win anyway. That game ended with our last guy picking up paintballs off the ground and then being bunkered.
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As I got back to the staging area (Van) I remembered that I had left 2 pods laying on the field. When I walked back, they were gone. 5 bucks a piece, times 2 stolen. Gnu saw one laying on a table that some shorty had "just found laying there" but second one never showed up. Another one disappeared later, I hope it's on the floor of T2's van. So not only did I pay 15 bucks to play for 2 hours, and spent 40 dollars on painr, but now I'm out ten dollars because some punkass kid read
this.Game 3 took us into the woods, where the teams were re-distributed. Gnu pulled this fat behind the back move where he ended up behind the other team and took out 4 guys at once! Then I shot the crap outta them because they all just stood up and didn't say anything. We won that game without losing 1 man.
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Game 3 put u sat the other side of the field. Not wanting Gnu to set a precedent I had the shortest of the shorties on point to watch our six. They tried the same move, but T2 headed them off and actually got them in the back as they had advanced past him. It was doen to Gnu and I with about 30 paintballs, and Gnu was cryig for cover fire. Yeah, right. 30 rounds is one burst for my triggerhappy ass. He advanced anyway and got their second-to-last guy out, as I strolled across the field in plain view like a Jedi. Their last guy shot at me 3 times and missed (another shorty) and then called himself out as I was 5 feet away and screaming "SURRENDER!" At the top of my lungs. After the game it turned out I had 5 balls left. Not bad.
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Games 5 and 6 went pretty fast as I had lost my wallet on a terrible slide in game 4 and had to go back for it. When I got there I saw Gnu rapidly advancing and T2 wasn't out yet either. We won game 5 but lost one of our key players (not me) to the other side to even it up.
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Game six and everyone was having marker problems. I was still feeling the effects of the night before so I didn't play again. T2 ran out of paintballs as Gnu had advanced past the 50 only to have gun problems as well. (I think he hit the safety accidentally, but I'm not sure. It worked fine after.) There was some controversery as to wether T2 was hit in the loader or not, so Gnu ran over to find out. Next thing I know T2 was leaving the field with Gnu's gun and 2 seconds later he was out as well. T2 was indeed shot but stayed in to switch guns with Gnu. See where cheating get's you? Nowhere. In retrospect he should have just left the gun on the ground and waked off, leaving room for Gnu in the bunker, but oh well. Combat can create tunnel-vision.
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So that's it for today, kids. I'm nursing one jacked up elbow and some sore ass muscles, but I found my wallet and everything's gonna be alright.
AMF
TO: Rob@paintball.com
FROM: THE CAPTAIN
SUBJECT: Pod thievery: A code of conduct
Dear Rob, If you aren't the guy responsible for this stuff, please don't be offended and forward this email to whomever is.
Great job! I am totally impressed by your complete and utter lack of responsibility. Publishing an article about a code of conduct for properly stealing pods. Great idea. Support theft and mistrust on all local paintball fields. Help Kill our sport. That's a fine idea. Perhaps the next one could be
Paintball Terrorism: How to turn a game into an utter NIGHTMARE for everyone.
Seriously. I have never had a problem with people stealing my stuff. At our field we leave our cars unlocked, our spare gear just lying around, and our cases of paint utterly exposed to the world. But ever since your website published that poorly written bit of trash the field has been on lockdown. I'm afraid to set my gun down to go piss into the woods, for fear it will be parted out and left on cinders like a Honda Civic on the streets of new york. I've had 2 pods stolen just THIS WEEK. And I don't use the same crappy 2$ pods they sell at the discount paintball store, I buy the expensive Dye Lock-Lids. I put my website's stickers all over them. It doesn't make a difference.
So all of us over here locally just wanted to give you idiots 2 thumbs up for adding a new twist to the game. Get them before they get you! All we want to do is go to the park, play some ball and improve our skills. However, thanks to the laxed judgement of Paintball.com we can't even enjoy it for fear of having our expensive equipment stolen. Which just happens to also be illegal. You should be ashamed of yourselves. It may be funny to say "I'm a wiper" but deep down only losers really do it. I'm not talking about encouraging people to cheat. I'm talking about you incouraging young people who haven't properly developed their thought processes to break the law.
Don't bother to apologize, even if you do care. The damage is already done.
-Toad