IS THIS WRONG?

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

Monday evening saw a gathering of west London's Ping Pong finest to celebrate everything that the Rage has done for our fine club over this last half season. In a mini league set up, The Geordie rage, The Truth, The Tartan Topspin Terror, Pigman, Braveheart and even Spartacus, (the man famed for having played a match in a three piece suit).
An evening of Newky Brown and crisps, where we witnessed all the pent up rage that Rage has to offer, Braveheart and his famous SQUAT SERVE (pictured), Pigman even lost to The Truth (that has never happened. All in all a great night, with a sad aftertaste.

GEORDIE RAGE> you live forever in our hearts, stay in touch and keep playing up in the frozen wastelands, YOU WILL BE MISSED, not only by us but by most of our opponents who I'm sure really enjoyed the severe beatings that you used to dish out.

OMG!!!!!!!

Available in the new year in Karma Stores!!!!

IT'S MARTY TIME!

ROCK!

Metal on Metal "BASTARD" from The Glue Society on Vimeo.

How about practice nights with a twist? Every friday night at the Theatre of Tears.
Winner stays on. Who's up first?

GENIUS FILM

Trailer for Jens Jonsson feature debut The King of Ping Pong, competing in the Sundance 2008 festival, Rotterdam international film festival and opening film at the Gothenburg international film festival.

GENIUS

THE MACHINE OF DEATH RUMBLES ONWARDS

Friday night to any self respecting male normally means two things. Boozing and floozing. Not to the freaks of the Central London Table tennis League it doesn't. Oh no! It means going out in the rain and spending the best part of the best evening of the week, underground in a piss stinking leisure centre, in the recently voted 'Skankiest part of The Shittest side of London,' enjoying the glorious game of kings. Tonight's match was against the nice blokes from Peppermint Pony, for some reason now renamed The Return of Peppermint Pony. Strangely, the tow lads looked no different from the last time these two teams met, when they were just called Peppermint Pony, but they were much improved and even though they were roundly beaten there were some arse-clenchingly big shots being thrown around.
The playing area of the Finsbury Leisure centre is quite intense, in fact it's a bit like the bar scene in STAR WARS with all the weird creatures, but with ping pong tables. And weirder people.
There are fifteen tables and about two hundred people of various shapes, sizes and every time you think you've won a point, you get hit in the face by two balls, and someone shouts 'LET!' and you have to play the point again.
Tonight, "Geordie Rage" Brumby, "Braveheart" Keller and "The Truth" Buonaguidi were not distracted by two balls in the face, and went about their business with ruthless efficiency, their opponents: Simon and Steven capitulated but showed great spirit and played with anger, frustration and reckless abandon. Every now and then, one ENORMOUS shot of agricultural proportions would be unleashed and thwack someone playing thirty feet away in the face. But sadly, it didn't happen often enough to make a difference.
The match was over by 8.25pm and the boys were all in the pub sinking pints and guffawing shortly after.
Another victory.
Huzzah!