I just got back from the worst day of paintball in my life. The SFL shot flawlessly but I ended up playing against the worst people possible.
Let me start off by saying that this is'nt my normal field, it's closer to my house and open on Sundays so I decided to give it a shot. I had'nt been there in a few years. It started promisingly enough. They had done some work on the fields and had a nice new one set up. I got set up and went to meet all the guys. There were 6 guys obviously tourney players and all on the same team form their matching hopper stickers. There were also 9 walk-ons half of whom left before I got to the field because I heard them say they were tired of being shot up and did'nt want to play anymore. Right away my poop radar went off. The tourney team invited my to play with them. I refused and went to play with the walk-on players to see if I can help out. So there is now a team of 6 versus 5 walk-ons and me. The first game fell apart as I expected. I could hear the kids yelling in pain as they got shot out one by one and knew I had a mugging coming. When it did finally show up the guy had me dead to rights. He could have shot me anywhere he wanted but he chose to shoot me right on the side of the head just in front of my ear from a just over a foot away.
I dropped like a rock trying to make my eyes focus again. I went and had a talk with the guy and told him I would've been so much more happy if he would've hit me in the foot, pack or really anywhere beside my ding-dang head! As of right now I have golf ball sized lump just in front of my ear that hurts when I put on sunglasses.
The nexy few games went pretty much the same with the team pretty much driving kids off covered in welts and paint. When one of the team players actaully volunteered to switch teams to make it fair, his captain yelled at him and told his the team had to practice together. What kind of experience do you gain by shooting up newbies? So it was the whole team versus the 4 of us that were left. After we got shot up again I let the kids shoot the rest of the paint out of my SFL invited their father to bring them to the field I normally went to and then left. I have never left a field before it closed until today and I'll never go back there. The whole experience left me with a bad taste in my mouth and a sick stomach.
I just had to get this off my chest. Now I get to go back to holding an ice bag against my face. I hope the rest of you had fun playing this weekend.
just had to get this off my chest
Let me start off by saying that this is'nt my normal field, it's closer to my house and open on Sundays so I decided to give it a shot. I had'nt been there in a few years. It started promisingly enough. They had done some work on the fields and had a nice new one set up. I got set up and went to meet all the guys. There were 6 guys obviously tourney players and all on the same team form their matching hopper stickers. There were also 9 walk-ons half of whom left before I got to the field because I heard them say they were tired of being shot up and did'nt want to play anymore. Right away my poop radar went off. The tourney team invited my to play with them. I refused and went to play with the walk-on players to see if I can help out. So there is now a team of 6 versus 5 walk-ons and me. The first game fell apart as I expected. I could hear the kids yelling in pain as they got shot out one by one and knew I had a mugging coming. When it did finally show up the guy had me dead to rights. He could have shot me anywhere he wanted but he chose to shoot me right on the side of the head just in front of my ear from a just over a foot away.
I dropped like a rock trying to make my eyes focus again. I went and had a talk with the guy and told him I would've been so much more happy if he would've hit me in the foot, pack or really anywhere beside my ding-dang head! As of right now I have golf ball sized lump just in front of my ear that hurts when I put on sunglasses.
The nexy few games went pretty much the same with the team pretty much driving kids off covered in welts and paint. When one of the team players actaully volunteered to switch teams to make it fair, his captain yelled at him and told his the team had to practice together. What kind of experience do you gain by shooting up newbies? So it was the whole team versus the 4 of us that were left. After we got shot up again I let the kids shoot the rest of the paint out of my SFL invited their father to bring them to the field I normally went to and then left. I have never left a field before it closed until today and I'll never go back there. The whole experience left me with a bad taste in my mouth and a sick stomach.
I just had to get this off my chest. Now I get to go back to holding an ice bag against my face. I hope the rest of you had fun playing this weekend.
just had to get this off my chest








I decided to prove him wrong - and that my previous decision had nothing to do with being afraid... but because it was a waste of my time and just stupid. 
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