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Ping-Pong as extreme sport

2001-01-03 18:18:29+01 by Dan Lyke 2 comments

This one's for Topspin: The Onion: Ping-Pong somehow elicits macho posturing. "You should see him when he gets going. You'd think ping-pong was some kind of ESPN2 extreme sport," Hersh said. "He's all like, 'Time for a serious ass-kicking, Jason. Think you can take it when I bring the hammer down on you? Think you can handle the humiliation of another devastating defeat at the hands of the master?' Then, whenever he scores a point, he shouts, 'Boo-Ya!' and does this gloating victory dance, strutting back and forth and waving his arms in the air. I mean, it's ping-pong, for Christ's sake."

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#Comment made: 2002-02-21 06:30:52+01 by: topspin

Aw.... I was never that serious. In the 70's I was brash enough to hustle folks using an ashtray or half of a red brick as a paddle at the UTC gameroom, but I was young then. When you saw me in the 90's, I was just an old guy having fun picking on some of the young'uns at college and they often ran me ragged. I recall coming to sit with you, Charles, and Keevah..... and being virtually catatonic for several minutes after playing a game or two. I'm definitely retired now. I've not played since Wang Jue left, except for week she came back to visit me. I played 2 games at the Chatt. TT Club and was thoroughly convinced that I'm old, fat, slow, and not very cunning anymore.

#Comment made: 2002-02-21 06:30:52+01 by: TheSHAD0W

I remember watching a ping-pong match back in college. Both players were very good, and the score kept shifting back and forth, but neither could get two points ahead of the other. I must say that on that day I was feeling especially perverse, and watching everyone in the room observing the game with increasing levels of frustration, an evil scheme hatched in my mind. As the game kept, er, ping-ponging between the players, and the atmosphere in the room grew more tense, I watched carefully until one of the players finally got a 3-ball streak (unnatural as it sounds), winning the game, I yelled out "DEUCE!" Why I'm still alive today, I'm not quite sure...

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