I really miss those days in college. We had fun. Now it’s the same office with the same work everyday. College meant parties and they were wild. We went crazy with the chicks, the beer and the beer pong. It really was ‘the’ beer pong. And I was our unofficial, unannounced champion of out college.
I could shoot with deadly accuracy. Fortunately for me my beer pong table at home was of considerable length. I was into beer pong since eighth grade actually. My parents are really cool people. They had parties at home and they played beer pong. Yeah! You heard this right! My parents played beer pong. The parties weren’t wild though since there were kids involved. There was a little bit of beer. Except for one person, I don’t remember anyway being absolutely knocked out. So basically I got all my practice in beer pong there on real pretty beer pong tables.
Here I was in our unofficial, and quite an unannounced beer pong challenge. There was a beer pong table. A decent beer pong table. I was a newbie in college. And nobody except probably my roommates knew me. And I had signed up for the challenge. I was bound to get some flak for it. I was paired with this Korean guy in my batch, Kim. Turns out he was pretty good at beer pong.
We were up against the seniors and we had all the ranting we could take shoved up every place which could take anything in. I wasn’t feeling too good about beer pong anymore. I missed the first one which bounced right off the beer pong table. Kim hit his. The seniors got both theirs. The next throw I nailed it. And so did Kim. I was beginning to get my confidence back and started hitting everything on the beer pong table. It was going in! Flat throws, backhanded throws, throws on the bounce, I started potting everything. And these guys just stood there. We just rushed and defeated our opponents before they even knew what hit them. I got my beer dose and just got better and as I lost my inhibitions I got bolder. Kim was doing decently. And I wasn’t missing anything. I bounced the ball off wall and put in it the cups. Oh yeah! I was the master of trick throws.
I had my followers by the time we reached the finals. All the girls were going for me, and even the senior girls landed a few kisses on me. I could feel it. I was going to win and nobody on planet earth was going to stop me. I went from being a nobody to some kind of a star. A beer pong star who was meant to play on the beer pong tables. I took my final three balls and threw them flat and hard into the three cups before anyone could even realize that they were out of my hand. We won, and hammered everyone. I could drink now. I was a happy man. I heard all the congratulations go up for me. The beer pong table looked better now. Beer pong tables always looked good to me. It was after all, a beer pong table.
Then I recalled. I had my physics paper to be submitted the first thing tomorrow. And I hadn’t even started. Shit!
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