Sunday, June 12, 2005

good times

Celebrities Playing Table Tennis via the Presurfer

Comments: good times

Ach, that Hillary Clinton rocks whatever she plays ;-?
Posted by Jozef Imrich at June 13, 2005 12:25 AM

You Really Got Me.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at June 13, 2005 11:55 AM

End of the season...

(well - the Table in the carport has been idle of late, alas)
Posted by boynton at June 13, 2005 01:35 PM

A lonely life?
Posted by at June 13, 2005 03:24 PM

Is that by the Kinks?
Posted by boynton at June 13, 2005 04:01 PM

No its by the desperates !
Posted by at June 13, 2005 05:08 PM

My personal favourites have to be the Governator (pic3) playing with stupidly oversized paddle ["der ball - it iz tuu small for my laser-guided tracking system"], and Donnie Osmond playing with authentic chinese grip. That guy is a pro.
Posted by Russell Allen at June 13, 2005 07:05 PM

Yes, Donnie sets the standard. That's the level of skill one expects around the Carport table here.

I wanted to include: Mr Ed.
Ginger Rogers (pic 1)

and personal favourite: Cesar Romero.
(not just for the Table Tennis, but
for the Wall Feature - which reminds me of the ornamental plant in "Mon Oncle". A feature that is very competitive in the composition, anyway)
Posted by boynton at June 13, 2005 07:44 PM

Its Ray and Dave Davies!
Posted by Brownie at June 14, 2005 10:41 AM

I like Cesar's pic too because of the vigour in his smash. I love seeing celebs be ultra-competitive in seemingly meaningless events. It's a continuation of the 'who's-got-the-biggest trailer' comp that separates the men from the boys.
Posted by Russell Allen at June 14, 2005 12:02 PM

Yep. I chose the Kinks over the Beatles. It's a great shot.

Indeed Russell - but 'seemingly' is right - there's nothing meaningless about... Ping-pong ;)
Posted by boynton at June 14, 2005 02:03 PM

The Village Green Table Preservation Society?
Posted by Nabakov at June 14, 2005 08:01 PM

what more can we do
Posted by boynton at June 14, 2005 08:26 PM

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*smash* l .

Your shot.
Posted by Nabakov at June 14, 2005 09:06 PM

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Posted by boynton at June 14, 2005 09:16 PM

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"It's rolled under there. Bugger! I can't reach. Can you?"
Posted by Nabakov at June 14, 2005 09:36 PM


I think it's rolled under the canoe. Can you?
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(like all of the content on this blog - a true story, natch - as is my next serve)


Posted by boynton at June 14, 2005 09:47 PM

Well then, if we've run out of ping pong balls, let's try a ball.

(Also a true story. But with an unhappy ending - "patio, younger brother, minor scalp wound, noisy recriminations, etc, etc".)

Fuck it. Cocktail time! Pass the Pimms for a sundowner. And put on "Waterloo Sunset" while yer up.

Quite out of breath there for a while. Chin chin!
Posted by Nabakov at June 14, 2005 09:56 PM

I keep my golfballs in a box by the Table tennis table. True. (10 years of collecting Studley Park found objects while walking hounds.) One night there was a terrible rumbling in the balls all took off one by one, rolling out to the garden.

I never thought of playing Ex-treme Table tennis with them at all. Until now.

Kinks 'Greatest Hits'. cheers.
Posted by boynton at June 14, 2005 10:06 PM

"...while walking hounds"

Golfhounds? Bred to mush along wheeled golfbags, hand you your nine iron at a fingerclick, point yer ball in the ruff!, ruff!, sneakily piss on the others' balls - and trained not to do what comes naturally in sandtraps?

Amazed no one had seriously thought of this before. Cheap, hand-trained, tireless and much more versatile four-legged caddies, proudly sporting doggie tartan warms from the St Andrews' gift shop.

And fed the biltong tees at the end of each round.
Posted by Nabakov at June 14, 2005 11:38 PM


A ruff aproximation of my canine team had we ever strayed on to the course to play.

Though it seems that llamas are the four-legged caddy of choice - of course this might be one of those google myths, the same bit of text doing the rounds of the google bunker?

(A fair proportion of the golf balls i my collection were indeed collected very discreetly by the Jack Russell terrier on our rounds.)
Posted by boynton at June 15, 2005 12:20 AM

Thank you for the Daze.
Posted by Tony.T at June 16, 2005 12:17 PM

One's serve is quite dazzling.

(run out of kinks)

Posted by boynton at June 16, 2005 12:44 PM

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