Ping Pong Gone Wrong

In an attempt to foster some kind of team bonding or maybe just to foster more competition and division by nationality (depending on if you catch me in a optimist post-chocolate mood, or a pessimistic Cola Light craving state) Dave’s team spent part of yesterday in an elaborate Ping Pong tournament. Although Dave had no idea how elaborate until he arrived there, poorly equipt and sorely untrained.

In defense of Dave’s ignorance, the usual tone of a non-hockey related get together with a team has more to do with a bit of masculine banter, perhaps a friendly wager and at least a couple alcoholic beverages. In North American terms, Ping Pong is in a category somewhere with bowling, darts, pool, and shuffleboard. In other words, these games are generally classed more as ‘activities’ than ‘sports’. These activities are, except at the elite levels, more of a means for socialization rather than a sweat-inducing battle. But, as is both wonderfully and painfully obvious, we aren’t in North America anymore.

Firstly, this tournament was no casual get together, it was a highly organized bracket system with professional grade equipment. Secondly, all the participants were dressed in athletic gear. Gym shorts, running shoes and possibly sweat bands with water bottles to ward off dehydration. Many even had their own paddle, shined up and brought of it’s special case just for this event. According to Dave, the Canadian and American imports were more obvious than usual, what with their jeans and t-shirts, without monogrammed paddles. And it was then that they learned that Germans not only take Ping Pong seriously, but indeed learn to play in school. They are literally training to kick Ping Pong ass while Canadian students are passing notes playing Red Rover.

And although I’m sure he gave his all, Dave, usually a fairly athletic and able competitor, didn’t even win a game, let alone a match. Egal!

4 thoughts on “Ping Pong Gone Wrong

  1. Have you seen the permanent ping pong tables at the parks? I loved that. We even saw a store devoted to ping pong in Berlin – who knew?

  2. This makes me laugh because when I lived with Sarah Hettich we had to go to “tisch tennis” lessons once a week and it was exactly like that… I remember they even brought gym bags and changed in the locker room before playing. ha

  3. Ping pong in school!? That’s pretty neat. Glad you found my new blog – please update your link on your page – my mum will never find it! xx

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s