Yesterday marked Kelly and my first visit to the recently opened Hampshire Residence games room. The Games room looks more like a carpeted heroin shooting gallery than a games room; it’s rather large, oddly shaped with many mini areas or voids, has one ping pong table, two card tables, two unhung dart boards, no darts, and some left over ice-cream wrappers, but hey, we’ll take what we can get. It’s free!
Kelly and I played some ping pong[1. Am I offending anyone — should I be calling it table tennis?] over Christmas in Australia at my brother-in-law’s house. It was the first time I’d played in my adult life (that I can remember) and I had an absolute blast!
The reason we made our way down to the games room was to test out the new paddles I’d purchased for us:
Along with the professional paddles[2. Am I offending anyone — should I be calling them bats or racquets?] which set us back a whopping $15 each (!!!), I thought we could do with some covers to protect our new investments. I was with Mrs J at the time and she thought these covers looked particularly “porno”. I agreed, so bought Kelly a red one, and myself a black. Chur.
The reason we purchased some ping pong paddles was because we had challenged T-Jizzlé and Mrs J to a doubles duel of pong. In fact, it was to be the inaugural Hampshire Residences Tower A (A-Team) vs Tower B (B-Team) Mixed Doubles Open.
We knew B-team had played pong before, but not enough to warant the following score:
That’s 0 to 5 sets of first-to-21-points, not 0 to 5 points.
A-Team needs some practice.