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Table Tennis/Ping Pong

Discussion in 'Anything goes' started by qtlaw, Jun 16, 2009.

  1. qtlaw

    qtlaw Well-Known Member

    Went old school this weekend and bought a real live table tennis/ping pong table. Love hearing the rhythm of the ball bouncing on the back porch. Even got to see my wife line up against my mom. A great summer addition. Brought back great memories of playing my buddies in my parents' garage and in my freshman dorm. Hope my kids get the same memories.
  2. buckweaver

    buckweaver Active Member

    Put it to good use: Play host to the next SJ outing.

    I'm still the defending champ. :D
  3. KevinmH9

    KevinmH9 Active Member

    Ah! I remmeber trying to beat some of the friends on my floor during my freshman year of college. I was never really able to beat any of them, but it was still fun.
  4. playthrough

    playthrough Moderator Staff Member

    My childhood house had a table in the basement, left by previous owners. Dad and I would play on it every weekend. It was just ragged enough around the edges that you would occasionally hit perfect winners that caught an edge and shot off at an unreturnable angle.
  5. Inky_Wretch

    Inky_Wretch Well-Known Member

    Are you playing hardbat or those paddles with the extra spin coating?
  6. qtlaw

    qtlaw Well-Known Member

    Rubber paddles. Better spin control.

    Hardbat (sandpaper), great sound, control, not so much.
  7. Small Town Guy

    Small Town Guy Well-Known Member

    My parents say whenever they leave the house the ping-pong table in the basement is staying. My dad nearly died I think when they put it in when I was 8. I quickly became the family champion, won the "county title" two straight years when I was 9 and 10, beating a bunch of twentysomethings who threw their paddles after going down to defeat against the youngster. Was also the reigning champ at each paper I've been at. Whenever i'm home I'll still play once in awhile when my nephews need humbling. My dad's still decent but doesn't have enough weapons to stop me. He hits every shot as a backhand, which still bewilders me. But it's somehow effective.
  8. Rumpleforeskin

    Rumpleforeskin Active Member

    I loved playing ping-pong growing up. Heck, I still do.

    Every year, the overnight summer camp I went to put every staff member and camper in a huge tournament. It had at least 250 people in it and every one from the cooks to the directors were in it.

    The games were either played outside the dining hall or barn. The barn's table was absolutely horrendous — it was well-chipped away from use and angry campers. The final was played in the barn every year in front of the whole camp.

    My last year (2006), I won the thing after marching my way through the field. I had some epic matches, but took the final 21-15, 21-13.

    To this day, it's still one of the greatest memories of my life.
  9. Second Thoughts

    Second Thoughts Active Member

    Great game. Taught my kids. Now my youngest son kills all his friends.
  10. Rumpleforeskin

    Rumpleforeskin Active Member

    Do you want to dance?

    Last edited by a moderator: Dec 15, 2014
  11. GB-Hack

    GB-Hack Active Member

    Make sure you get Sportschick and Mystery Meat on the same doubles team....
  12. SoCalDude

    SoCalDude Active Member

    During the summers when I was about 12 to 14, we played from when the park opened at 9 until it closed at 5. Our park challenged other parks in town.
    There was a national tournament that came through and we all entered. I beat the crap out of some younger kid whose dad made him play in a higher age group. Beat another guy, then my third match was against Glen Cowan, who was the focal point of Nixon's Ping Pong Diplomacy with China. He beat my ass and it looked like he wasn't even trying.
    When I developed a backhand slam, it made my game.
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