Re-post of a blog entry orginally written for p8ntballer.com in March 2010.
Stepping away from the comfy world of paintball tech for a moment, ask yourself why do you play paintball? The cameraderie? The social interaction? The technology and widgets? Sure, all good reasons, but underlying them all is a universal truth, we like shooting people…..preferably in the face.
Unless you sign your cheques J.Salm, the only opportunity most people have to shoot some faces is when live on the field, gun in hand, after the ref’s arms have dropped. This ‘trigger time’ is therefore important and could even be argued as being Continue reading
The third in a series of blog entries orginally written for p8ntballer.com in March 2010, looking at the tools of our trade, from the early 90s to the present day. This picks up the narrative from “I left my heart in Wheeling, IL“.
In common with many players, the game partly defines who I am. Answering ‘paintball’ to a question about your weekend or hobbies brings with it a host of images and pre-conceptions for both you and the other party. Having stepped away from paintball for 6 years, my self-image had changed a lot. Work, relationships and other hobbies were now my primary concerns. Although some close friends had continued to play, I’d kept a distance from the sport. Having dropped my PGI subscription and avoided tournaments for years meant that returning to the game would come as something of a shock.
By 2002 the team and tournament landscape had changed Continue reading
The second in a series of blog entries orginally written for p8ntballer.com in Feb 2010, looking at the tools of our trade, from the early 90s to the present day. This picks up the narrative from “Peace through superior firepower“.
Having started too late to experience the days of pumps dominating tournament play, I had leapt headlong into the world of semi-autos. My initial experiences had been marked by a series of terrible purchasing decisions, quickly followed by regret and self recrimination. The same kind of feeling you might get the morning after a drunken night with a minger.
Taking the weakest link out of the process, I left the purchase of my next marker in the hands of a teammate, together with Continue reading
Re-post of a blog entry orginally written for p8ntballer.com in Feb 2010. This was the first of a short series looking at the tools of our trade, from the early 90s to the present day.
During my first game of paintball, one experience more than any other moulded my outlook on paintball to this day.
As an eager punter back in 1992 I was playing for the first time alongside friends and a large staff contingent from B&Q at Paco’s now long defunct Arena Essex site. Outfitted in Uvex builders goggles and green boiler suit, we were given generic pumps to use. Although the pumps were fitted with space-age bulk loaders rather than stickfeeds they were still running 12 gram CO2 sparklets. There’s nothing quite like Continue reading