Fight The Power!
It’s a tough life, being a paintballer. You spend and spend and spend on gear and paint, all of which sooner or later must be replaced. You practice and practice and practice, only to be beaten at tourneys and during rec games.
Pretty soon it seems like it’s more of a chore than anything else.
I pushed paintball too hard with my friends. For me, practicing, getting beat, playing all the time was all part of the fun. But apparently not everyone enjoys those aspects of paintball like I do. Every single moment that I’m on the field feels like life to me. I guess it’s all a matter of perspective. We were playing at least every other weekend at the start of the year, spending huge amounts of money on paint and gear. No one could keep up with it, and we were on a crash course to practical dissolution of our team.
Which is where we are today.
Every member of No Trace has financial difficulties in varying degrees, which is of course an issue. However, no one seems to care, except for me. I’m starting to see that more than just extreme initial enthusiasm is necessary to maintain even just a group of friends to ball with. I’m still optimistic about being able to roster a team for the CTS event in August, but it’s going to be an uphill battle the whole way.
But when we take a podium finish, on that day when we finish in front of every other team, because of our hard work, because of our sacrifices of time and resources at the field, on that day, it will all be worth it.
So for every player who is fighting this side battle, keep it up.
Viva!
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