On the list of things I really must try, paintballing has never been there. Not that there is such a list, but you get my drift. However, on Thursday, my eldest son Joe's football team had a bonding session at the Asylum Paintball centre in Stockport. It was great fun, I should say from the outset, but was a glimpse into a very strange world. The lads who run the centre are great teachers, very enthusiastic and big on safety.
Here are a few other observations.
Popping a cap in your backside actually hurts.
It is scary how thrilling it is to rattle off a round of a submachine paint gun at Simon Sinclair.
It is even more scary how thrilling it is to shoot an 11-year old boy who has just missed you.
I am definitely a coward and prefer to cower behind a sandbag and risk very little in a battle situation.
1 comment:
Sorry, I misunderstood your headline. I thought our 2018 World Cup delegation had actually won something.
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