Best Big Fish Stories....

[RRfireblade]

Here's mine from a few weeks ago I though was funny but true....

3..2...1... GO !!!!

Uh oh.....gun batts are apparently dead !!!

Hmm , let's try this.....

First , Make back right stand up.... Check.

Mad dash and slide into the snake , bunker opposing player on a wing and a prayer.....Check.

Interesting as it is so far, it get's better.

Player at 'thier' 20 is wrapped hard on my back guy..... dare I ? WTF......Haul booty , slide into blind side, gun placed firmly in his kidneys....Walk and another Check .

The only way it could get better at this point would be if thier back guy had a jam or something..... No Friggin Way !!! RRRUUUUuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnn !!!!!! SSSSssslllliiiiddeeee........... He turns , he aims.....he.... panics and walks. Man I love playing walkons !

K ,sitting tight in the opposings' back stand up , looking at what's left of their team and praying for the gods to drop me down a 9v and an allen wrench.... wellit seems like that ain't gonna happen so I suppose I could just slide into someones bunker. They gotta think I'm on their side right ? so off we go again.

Hey , there's a team mate of mine who happens to be playing on the opposing team this game let's go see how he's doing.

"Oh , hey Jay...It's just you , cool" Then he reasizes we were on seperate teams this game.

Check and Mate. Not a single shot fired , and they say pump guys are good.

If only they all went like that.

And yes it's true and yes I have witness'.


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[maxama10]

Played today....my revvys batteries fell out right off the break...then i got hit trying to grab them.

[geekwarrior]

Playing bush ball years back......I'm the last mine against five. Retreat to a boundry so they cant surround me.

2 guys advancing on the right, 2 coming from the center, 1 on the far left.

Guy on the far left is their best player, but he's way out there....what the heck, point gun at about 45 anglel and shoot about 10 balls....score!! Now I have a chance!

One of the guys up front is up on a roof, we're trading shots but cant hit each other. See the two on the right make a dash up the road to flank me, shoot a rope(for those days anyways), take out one, other retreats back.

Guy on roof is still trying to get me...he steps up a little to high, goggled.

2 on one now. Dont know were the other guy in front is, guy on the right is coming through the bushes. I crawl to my right a little, pop up, and now its one on one.

Look in my hopper, crap, only 3 balls left. Time to fix bayonets. Start moving up to get the last guy, and he calls himself out, he's outta paint!


This happened about 6 years ago before the electro was out, we were playing with spyders, f4's and mags. None of us were real good, theres no doubt that if any of those guys were lke the people I play with know, I would have been lucky to get out 2 of them.

[master_alexander]

they call me the italain ninja.

1) 4 people identified me as the italian. (weehoo!)

2) in every game, i ended up on the other side, behind people, and they didnt know i was there or how i got there. always good to get 'em from behind very ninja like.

[punkncat]

During a rookie tournie a few years back. 3man...

Off the break One of our guys go down on the run to the corner. I make the other corner and my partner makes the "40 home" so to speak. As he slides in his barrel digs into the dirt with an unfixable blockage. As I went in I hit the bunker too hard and break my hopper at the feed.

Its looking pretty bad at this point.

Well Dan starts standing up and throwing paintballs at the opposing players. At first they are like WTF is this guy doing. He is litterally lobbing paintballs at them. Still not knowing what I am doing they just hold their ground for a minute.

After a while they start getting wise to whats up. Dan throws balls and they start shooting at him. At first they stayed under cover, but with a lack of cover fire they start getting brave and standing in the open.

I put a handful of balls in my hand and start feeding one at a time. Pop up and eliminate the first guy. The other two just start mowing on me so Dan moves up and resumes lobbing paint at them. They turn attention to him and I move up unseen. I flank one guy and shoot him once in the side. Their last player decides to try a tapeline run, not knowing I am there, runs right past me to where I was. He stops and is looking around for me right as I finally drop in a ball and shoot him in the back of the head....

[Lohman446]

Several years ago, my first tournament we make finals out of the rookie bracket - three man. The finals are cross brackets, play everyone. I'm using my mini-mag Our first game out is against the #1 team in the top bracket.

It starts raining so hard you cannot see the fifty. I think - wow, I can take the flag and get us some points. On the break I make a wild run for it, grab the flag, and then hide in the flag station.

Only have to stay here for 4:55 seconds more. I look over and the snake player is shooting down the tape. I run to the snake, shoot him in the back and jump over it behind him. Laying in the mud now and I realize the other team doesn't know where I am.

Well, I know theres only two left. I poke my head over the snake and see a player a bunker over, I pull the trigger and watch paint go all over and finally one hits him.

I run up the field and bunker the back stand up out - and then hang the flag

It was a start of what has been a long run of me doing stupid things in tournaments that are remarkably successful. Yes, I have bunkered the left snake with my run starting from the right stand up More than once.

[StygShore]

recball

Playing Toledo Indoor when it was around 5 on 5 teams.

Somehow all my team mates manage to get themselves shot out within the first 2 minutes of the game!

Sitting in my bunker, I decide I need to make my move, I step out the right side of a lay down soda can, just as the opposing player was coming around the left side to bunker me - no clue he was coming! I end up 2 shoting him in the back of the leg.

I advance a bunker and start gunfighting with the Dorito. I skip one off his hopper watching the lid fly open and paint dump on the ground.

I walk up the right center toward what would be the 50 and literally walk around on a guy that didn't know I was coming, I could still see his eyes as he was kneeling to reload paint and looked up at me - 2 shots to the goggles

2 guys left and someone starts tearing me up and I have no idea where it is coming from. I run right to the opposing lay down soda can, and as I run I can literally see a stream of paint pouring out of said soda can right in front of me. I get hit 3 times, but none of them break. I reach the bunker and just keep on moving around it, circle the bunker and tag the guy 2 or 3 times in the back as he spins to shoot at me.

Down to about 40 rounds of paint I hop back behind the bunker. There is one guy left. there is some kinda PVC and vinyl stand up bunker with a Dorito about 10' behind it. I come out the left side of the lay down soda can, and positioning the rectangular PVC type bunker between me and the Dorito. The opposing player is shooting at me, but I can see most of his shots hit the PVC bunker, a few slip through, but never hit me. Down to about 15-20 rounds I decide to just try and run him and get it over with, adrenaline is spent, I'm exhausted. I charge him as he ducks into his bunker, come around and tap a few rounds off his side and back. He is crouched down looking at the side of his shocker, apparently the batteries died, or something went down on it, and he couldn't fire anymore - what luck - ended the game with about 6 rounds in my hopper.

My motivation for moving my big butt around the field? I forgot to wear a cup that day and didn't want to get bunkered in the gnads !!!


Styg

[slade]

Several years ago, my first tournament we make finals out of the rookie bracket - three man. The finals are cross brackets, play everyone. I'm using my mini-mag Our first game out is against the #1 team in the top bracket.

It starts raining so hard you cannot see the fifty. I think - wow, I can take the flag and get us some points. On the break I make a wild run for it, grab the flag, and then hide in the flag station.

Only have to stay here for 4:55 seconds more. I look over and the snake player is shooting down the tape. I run to the snake, shoot him in the back and jump over it behind him. Laying in the mud now and I realize the other team doesn't know where I am.

Well, I know theres only two left. I poke my head over the snake and see a player a bunker over, I pull the trigger and watch paint go all over and finally one hits him.

I run up the field and bunker the back stand up out - and then hang the flag

It was a start of what has been a long run of me doing stupid things in tournaments that are remarkably successful. Yes, I have bunkered the left snake with my run starting from the right stand up More than once.

did this series of amazing successes from stupid actions lead to the hayride incident?

[RusskiX]

Playing woodsball several years ago at the local field, attack & defend at the large castle structure. Teams are probably about 30 vs 30 and I'm inside with the rest of the defenders.

Unfortunately, I forgot to check my tank before we started and I rapidly realize my shots are dropping quickly as my PSI bottoms out. Doh! So I just start calling out locations to my fellow defenders until I realize we are taking more losses than we are dishing out. About 10 minutes into the game we are down to about 5 defenders left with attackers at the front gate and right side raining paint down a hill onto us. I figure what the hell; what do I have to lose?

I scoot out the small gate on the back side, run the left side boundry and lo and behold come up behind two walk-ons peppering the front side. Since I'm only shooting about 30 feet, I come up quick, nail one in the back of the head and freak the other enough that he calls out. Continuing up that back tape, I cross the road leading to the fort and see another completely unaware of me. One quick shot from about 25 feet sends him packing.

Then I trudge up the steep slope on the right side of the castle and see two more sharing a bunker at the top of the hill keeping the defenders down. Sneak up, poke the nearest guy in the ribs and let him know he's out. I ask him to tap the guy next to him on the shoulder and inform him of the same thing. His buddy is so busy spraying the castle, I have to poke him in the ribs too to get him to stop and surrender. The look in his eyes was priceless

Finally, just as I occupy their now empty bunker, I realize there are 5 more attacker about seven feet away in the adjacent bunker kinda looking funny at me...I swing my (airless) marker toward them and yell with as much bravado as possible "You're OUT, put your plugs in and get moving!" Two of them ask "What?!", so I advance threateningly and repeat myself "YOU ARE ALL OUT!". Pleasantly, they grumble, but comply, put their plugs in and voila...the game is over!

It was a personal record for me: About 10 shots, no air and 10 eliminations. I've had other good tape runs where I've taken out the entire other team, but never without air. God bless the walk-on rec player!

[Lohman446]

did this series of amazing successes from stupid actions lead to the hayride incident?

Yep. I have moments of amazing stupidity and bad luck from time to time too.

[neppo1345]

Last weekend...

nearing the end of a short scenario (20 minute) capture the flag game.

Managed to push around the side of the opposite teams flag.

Eliminated two of their flag gaurds.

Pushed hard on the third, I was out in the middle of nowhere, and he was behid cover, I began to run up on him, and he pops out dry firing air at me(No paint left...talk about lucky). Managed to put him down as well.

gently set my viking down, sprint, grab the flag and begin to haul *** back to our flag station.

As I approach my flag station in a full sprint I see one of their guys(opposing team) hiding in the bushes along a trail just down the hill waiting to ambush our flag gaurds. I continue my sprint to his backside with the flag. As I run up on him (about three feet) I lower the flag and jab him in the butt, just under his pack. He calls himself out (thinking it was my barrel) and I continue my sprint up the hill to out flag stationg.

As I crest the hill, my teammates open up fire on me, thinking I was the guy in the bushes (apparantly the fullsize german flag I was carrying and waving didn't get the point across). I get shot three times by my own team, trip on a large stick, and fall flat on my face busting my lip open.

The team member who shot me walks up, looks at me, tells me he's sorry, picks up the flag and walks the 10 feet to our flag station to win the game.

[wanna-b-ballin']

a few months ago i played an amazing woodsball game with my phantom.
i ran and ran and ran and made it to a fort about 300 feet to the left of the opposing teams home base off the break. nobody was with me, and nobody from the opposing team figured that that "empty" base next to them wasn't in fact empty. having no hopper is a good thing when your trying to be sneaky. i was able to move around inside this base and get multiple angles on some people i saw coming. there was a group of people from the opposing team coming out of the dense bushes about 50 feet infront of me and my base. they were headed toward my base, i'd say there was 10 of them + or - 2.
i figured i had nothing to lose, and took a pop shot at random into their tightly packed squad. hit one guy in the head. he was kinda shocked because he didn't hear a shot, and nobody in his group confessed to hitting him. he walked off the field. at that point they were more careful to keep their eyes open. i positioned myself in such a way that i was able to see all of them, and yet they would only be able to see an inch of my red barrel and my two eyes. i had a very small profile. took another shot and hit a guy on the arm. he sweared and left the field. at that point the others crouched and were trying very hard to spot me, yet couldn't figure out exactly what direction i had come from. they couldn't hear my shots. again, i took another shot, and missed. i hit a twig and sprayed one of them. quickly, i took another shot, and hit him somewhere, waited a few seconds for him to check himself, and he called himself out. they were all kinda freaked out at that point and didn't know what to do. a few remained crouched and the others layed down. i continued to move around in my base and shoot them all out. i have no idea why they didn't just get up and run for it, but hey, for all they knew i could have a ramping electro and mow them down when they stand up.
after that game i walked past a few of the people i eliminated and thanked them for the easy shots. they were kinda shocked to see that i was useing a bright red pump gun and a red dye jersey. they spread the word about my supposed ninja skills, and it felt pretty good to have everybody respect me.
i will always remember that game.

[Lohman446]

Woodsball stories get great.

I'm playing an end of season game in the woods with my phantom. I decide to walk down the path on the edge of the boundaries. My gun down I pause to help an opponent fix his marker (keep in mind with my armband on).

Having walked around everyone I then look back up field and see the field owner who is on the other team. I simply walk through the line and duck into his bunker with him. I just look over and ask him if the deadman's walk is legal. He asks why and then looks at my armband

I got up and walked off. Why bother getting anyone upset? I succeeded at doing it, everyone knew I had done it, and I left no hard feelings. I was not shot up everytime I tried to walk off the rest of the day and even to this day we can laugh about it.



Then again, the time I walked up to my opponents changing the flag at the fort. I look at the ref, who tells me "you know there all blue right" I nod, standing in the open I open fire with my minimag. Yeh I took a lot of hits, so did the ref, but we counted like 14 people who I took in the process.

[captian pinky]

we were playing rec i had my iffy sniper 2 that always has something wrong yes guys i finally admitted it we were playing a shirt capture the flag game well i like pump alot me and a few friends take left tape off the rip im infront im backed by 2 dms and a phantom

it was us on 15 or so (not exagerating) well i start picking people off one by one after hiting 5 people my fridends bunker run the rest take the rest out then sweep around the back of the field one balling everyone else then we decide to kick over i come over the ridge one shot stright to this guys head then decide that that was easy and that i by my self would bunker the last 5 players by myself with my iffy pump

i start hauling i took off my pack and literally flew while i was running by my ball rolled out as i went to shoot the first guy and slide while pumping into a tree stomp

first shot goog second shot goog i cant pump fast enough with 3 left i yell out SURENDER i surendered 3 people with my broke behind pump

then later that day we played in and hour senario with recarnation i led 7 run throughs getting shot 3 plus times per run through with my iffy sniper 2 need i mention i ran the whole way all 300 yards from recarnation to there recantion each time with 14 eleminations for myself alone in the runthroughs

i love broken guns and crazy moves

[gunslinger7]

Here's mine from a few weeks ago I though was funny but true....

3..2...1... GO !!!!

Uh oh.....gun batts are apparently dead !!!

Hmm , let's try this.....

First , Make back right stand up.... Check.

Mad dash and slide into the snake , bunker opposing player on a wing and a prayer.....Check.

Interesting as it is so far, it get's better.

Player at 'thier' 20 is wrapped hard on my back guy..... dare I ? WTF......Haul booty , slide into blind side, gun placed firmly in his kidneys....Walk and another Check .

The only way it could get better at this point would be if thier back guy had a jam or something..... No Friggin Way !!! RRRUUUUuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnn !!!!!! SSSSssslllliiiiddeeee........... He turns , he aims.....he.... panics and walks. Man I love playing walkons !

K ,sitting tight in the opposings' back stand up , looking at what's left of their team and praying for the gods to drop me down a 9v and an allen wrench.... wellit seems like that ain't gonna happen so I suppose I could just slide into someones bunker. They gotta think I'm on their side right ? so off we go again.

Hey , there's a team mate of mine who happens to be playing on the opposing team this game let's go see how he's doing.

"Oh , hey Jay...It's just you , cool" Then he reasizes we were on seperate teams this game.

Check and Mate. Not a single shot fired , and they say pump guys are good.

If only they all went like that.

And yes it's true and yes I have witness'.


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