I am standing in the back right corner can, focused on catching any fools trying to mess with john in front of me. patience is a key item to control in this game. paintball is chess, plain and simple. attack and defend then boom its over. i sit listning to the onslaught coming from my compadre's mouths. kills counts rising, 2 gone now a third. " the tape is clear" i yell, john tears down the field full tilt and with an amazing superman dive he arrives safely into his new home. a small tombstone shaped bunker. i am right behind him yelling and shooting at the opposing team. everything becomes still when i hear G6 Kobe2, our kill count codes.G is the opposing team players eliminated where Kobe is our teams dead players. john walks by me on his way to the dead box, shaking his head with an exciting flourecent green splat on his goggle's, a shot rings out lynching his neck he shrugs and it is all over. at that point john was at my side for a mere moment when i had stood up running as fast as i could for redemption of the heinous act on my teamate. i knew where he was, what he was doing and where he would be when i came up on him. if you said looking dumb your right, i came up the inside of his stand up door bunker to put about 12-13 shots into his face, stomach and back. the last of them have been slain, sprinting down the field i come to the flag. with a sigh of relief and joy i snatched it from its pedistal. with a deep breath i exclaim "Cant see me brother" my team went crazy yelling "what, yeah OKAY!" repeatidly until we arrived at our flag station to end the game.
This is who i am... i am a paintballer at heart. that is what fuels me, heart, without it i would be nothing. so if you have a passion put your heart in it cause with heart you can do anything. anyone who tells you differently has no idea where you come from and what you are about.
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