PING PONG CHAMPIONS AT HILO HOSTEL

My dears, when this old geezer was a wee lad, and there be some who doubt that this old geezer was a young lad, playing 'ping pong' inside on a dreary day was massive fun.

It was not so much to show skill or win, rather to see if we, the wicked children, could destroy massive numbers of the balls used to play.  Whacking the balls with force caused them to sail round the room, bounce off other boys and ultimately meet a crushing end.  Mind, the paddles were quite useful to do all sort of things as well.  It never crossed me mind that the game of 'ping pong' was to be taken serious.

Over weekend past, there checked in two rooms of guests who had come to Hilo to compete in a tournament.  'Table Tennis Tournement'.  Fancy that...

Quite the athlete the chap were.  This old geezer never new that sailing a wee ball over a net on a table could do the body so well.  Nary an ounce of fat was to be seen on any body.

The chaps must have been good at the game as a wee trophy was found on the display case outside room in the morn.  It proclaimed to the world that our guests had placed 2nd in the tournament.  Bravo...

Truth be told, there might have been sour grapes at the placing as the trophy was left behind when our winning guests check out later.  If not called for, one can assume that it will be flogged as a 'hawaiian memento' in our left behind box.  I always wanted to be a trophy winning sort of bloke, just might purchase, as the monies collected go for "Japan Tsunami Relief Fund".  Can place it right next to my 3rd place bowling trophy...