I ran over to a person to mug 'em without my hopper attached.
I dunno, everyone else thought it was funny.
I dunno, everyone else thought it was funny.
Funny Paintball Stories !!!
- Thread starter Mark Bryant
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Diablo Northern Cup
Guesting for Maxim, I hit my primary far to hard. The elbow on my cocker breaks off and the lid on my hopper snapped off. I spend the rest of the game trying to line up two balls in the cocker feed stub.
The marshal thought it was funny, at the time I was in a real bad mood
I had to play all afternoon with duck tape holding my hopper together.
We came third in the division.
Guesting for Maxim, I hit my primary far to hard. The elbow on my cocker breaks off and the lid on my hopper snapped off. I spend the rest of the game trying to line up two balls in the cocker feed stub.
The marshal thought it was funny, at the time I was in a real bad mood
I had to play all afternoon with duck tape holding my hopper together.
We came third in the division.
those are some funny stories
man when i was at camelot
it was on speedball and the game started and i tripped. got upgot to my bunker and got lit up
man when i was at camelot
it was on speedball and the game started and i tripped. got upgot to my bunker and got lit up
Alex... I have the whole trippin up problem man... funny thing is I shouldn't but I always seem to make my 1st bunker Maybe its my paint flinging back players ?
Maybe its my paint flinging back players ?
Although i excel at making a prat out of myself. This ammusing tale involves my former team mate, Greg.
Game ON! We all make our primaries, Tom's well ahead (as usual) giving the opposition some real ****e! Me in back right, Toby floating in the middle somewhere, Anthony doing some Fengh Shui thing way up field and the other back players really giving it some. All is going well. Then Greg appears behind me, looking suspiciously as though he's been eliminated! So i call it in, and have a quick glance in the dead box to make sure we haven't lost anyone else. No we're fine, however, Greg hasn't returned to the start station and is instead cleaning his gun about four feet behind my barricade. ****a, he's gonna get us 141'd! So in no uncertain terms i tell exactly what i think he should be doing!! However, he just up and leaves, walking calmly down the tape, has a chat with a marshall on the half way line! and carries on untill i can't see him coz the view is blocked by a tea Bag! Then all hell brakes loose! Two of their players suddenly leave the field pretty bloody angry and the rest of my team storm through the gap! Possibly the greatest Deadman's EVER! Even the marshalls laughed, especially the one who stepped out and copped a load of random paint that would otherwise have taken our Deadman out of the game for real!
So on that maybe my team's reputation for doing deadmans was a little justified!
Game ON! We all make our primaries, Tom's well ahead (as usual) giving the opposition some real ****e! Me in back right, Toby floating in the middle somewhere, Anthony doing some Fengh Shui thing way up field and the other back players really giving it some. All is going well. Then Greg appears behind me, looking suspiciously as though he's been eliminated! So i call it in, and have a quick glance in the dead box to make sure we haven't lost anyone else. No we're fine, however, Greg hasn't returned to the start station and is instead cleaning his gun about four feet behind my barricade. ****a, he's gonna get us 141'd! So in no uncertain terms i tell exactly what i think he should be doing!! However, he just up and leaves, walking calmly down the tape, has a chat with a marshall on the half way line! and carries on untill i can't see him coz the view is blocked by a tea Bag! Then all hell brakes loose! Two of their players suddenly leave the field pretty bloody angry and the rest of my team storm through the gap! Possibly the greatest Deadman's EVER! Even the marshalls laughed, especially the one who stepped out and copped a load of random paint that would otherwise have taken our Deadman out of the game for real!
So on that maybe my team's reputation for doing deadmans was a little justified!
That was at temple right.. I watched that mate.. that was soooooo funny. G can be the man sometimes (but not too often, don't want his head to swell up )
Yeah sure was! Other time it was just me and Tom left on the field against what i thought was only one of the opposition. So anyways this guy in the back right gets shot to pieces and i storm down the line and grab the flag. While all this is happening i seemed to have been getting the odd bit of paint in my direction, just enough for me to notice but not enough for me to really give a ****! Thought it was just Tom being a crap shot! Anyways, i'm on my way back to hang the flag when a younger marshall dashes out of the way of a random bunker. ODD! So then it dawns there's one of theirs left! ****! Just as he comes round the corner at me, by which time i'm pretty much level with the guy, five shots later this guys well gone! But all the way through i've been thinking where the hell did he come from?!! Turns out this guys was right sneaky one who had somehow managed to crawl all the way up the snake on the left tape and get behind a wingnut that was previously occupied by one OUR players withoiut gettinmg noticed (gotta work on the calls!!). For some reason he just sat there and every now and again when he got bored to potshats at me and Tom! Crap shot luckily! Scared the crap out of me running at full pelt and suddenly confronted by a player in a bbunker your team should own shooting at you!!