No air hockey for me on Saturday this weekend as I was moving. Moving is not fun, but the wife and I got a whole lot done – including cleaning up the old place… and kind of got started in on unpacking. One feature of the new place was the unlikely coincidence of moving about a mile away from Billy… and he was planning on finally putting his table together after a recent move. On Sunday, I picked up Eric from the train station and we went and picked up some beer. I whipped up some guacamole and Eric, Amy, and I headed over for some chili and an old-fashioned barn-raising air hockey table assembly. It was just going to be Eric, Goran, Billy and I playing air hockey… Sean and Mike couldn’t make it, and Nick’s girlfriend gave birth to his second child just the night before… I mean… spending time with some person who can’t even talk vs. putting together an air hockey table… someone’s priorities are screwed up, huh?
I was glad that Amy was interested in going… and I was hoping that she’d get to see some world-class air hockey and also see that I’m not hanging out with a bunch of degenerates or assholes. We were greeted by Billy and to the smell of some delicious chili. We cracked open a couple beers, and Billy introduced us to his girlfriend – who he described in an email as “normal, but not into air hockey at all” (emphasis mine)… as if not being into air hockey is a strike against being normal. I figured she’d get along well with my wife. Goran showed up and we ate some delicious chili. Billy has a very nice, dining room table that would have fit all of us very nicely – but I’ve found for informal gatherings like this that everyone just hovers around the kitchen regardless… especially when the kitchen is nice and open – and has seats for everyone.
Then we got to work setting up the air hockey table… which was completely taken apart and set up in Billy’s corner. Billy didn’t seem to have much faith that he was able to keep all of his parts together, but Goran didn’t seem to mind and figured he’d put it together with half the hardware if need be.
I remember thinking before I went over to Billy’s that he’d have some kind of “place” to put his table…. Y’know.. like a basement or a garage or some place that wouldn’t allow the very loud noise to travel… but nope.. it was going to live right there with neighbors all around.
Anyway… we got started on the table, and Goran knew exactly what he was doing as he said he’d put together many tables in the past. Quite the opposite was Billy, whom I got the impression wasn’t much of a handyman. He got excited at the prospect of being useful and using electric tools. I shouldn’t talk, before I needed to refurbish my old condo, I was much the same… completely pessimistic about my abilities, but eager to jump in and do stuff. The table wasn’t hard to put together at all… it was just heavy and the only wrinkle to the whole thing was when Goran plugged it in and nothing worked… moving some jumpers around fixed that and in no time later – we were playing.
I got a new wrist brace that would replace the taping of my wrist and keep my wrist completely immobile. I figured I’d need something like this to heal my wrist – or I’d have to stop playing until it did. It felt quite weird and I was pretty unsure of my playing. That, and I didn’t want to be the first to send the puck off the table and through a painting, a window, or cause a nice gouge in Billy’s drywall. We got started playing our version of a pro-am double.. with the teams being Billy and Eric against me and Goran. Doubles in this sense is very strange, because if players aren’t equally good – it puts a lot of pressure on the ‘pros’ against each other. If Billy scores on Goran – it’s very likely he’s going to score on me as well… so if he gets 1 point – it’s likely he will get 2… the only hope I have is to not let Eric score on me… and that didn’t really happen. We were about even, and I know he scored on Goran more than once, and I scored on Billy more than once.. but overall – Billy did a better job against Goran – which is what I think ultimately decided our ‘best of 3’. I imagine what this ProAm doubles tourney will be like at the nationals. The best single player will have the best chance to take his team in for the win. Since I’m completely unranked, I should get paired with someone who’s really, really good. If I could score a couple against another pro – I imagine it would go a long way to helping whatever team I end up on.
Then we played another game where we could all play called “Press your luck” (hope we don’t get sued for copyright infringement). We figured our ranking would be worst to best to be Eric, me, Goran, and Billy… and we played a game where one person goes first… with the puck up against the lowest ranked player… on up the chain. So, the interesting thing is how it’s scored. You can opt out of your turn and get a score of zero… or you can ‘push your luck’. If you score against the first person, you get 1 point – and can stop and take that score or “press your luck” and go up against the next highest rated person… then you would get a higher score (essentially you get 1 point for the first person you win against, 2 points vs. the 2nd person you win against, 3 points for the 3rd person you win against… but it’s all cumulative.. so if you beat 3 people – that’s 1+2+3 = 6 points, 4 people and it’s 1+2+3+4=10 points). If, however, you were to ever to have one score against you – your score is -1, and you’re done…. And you play 7 rounds. Early on in the game, Eric and I had very little confidence we could score against Goran or Billy and were happy to win against each other. We never earned more than 1 point throughout the entire game. Billy got a big early lead, and Eric and I shut down Goran always somewhere after he extended himself a little too far. Oh – I forgot to mention the other very significant wrinkle in the game.. at the beginning of each round – the ‘seed’ is determined by how many points you have. So, when Goran went into negative territory and Eric and I were either 0 or 1… Goran became the first person you’d play each time… In this regard, it’s best to be in the lead to determine how risky you want to be, but at the same time – you have the least chance to affect the outcome of others playing. Because of Goran going down early… Eric and I fared very poorly… and I remember one lucky time when I did score against him – Eric snuck one past me to screw me over. And then Goran went on a big tear like we all expected trying to catch up to Billy – and he did it… I think he went 7 rounds or something like that to go ahead. In the next round I did the unthinkable.. and scored against Billy. It came down to the final round where Billy went ahead – but just enough to force Goran to beat all of us in a row… and then he did just that to win. That was a very fun way to get a bunch of people playing on one table. I have a feeling Billy knows a million such games.
It was also around this time that we heard the neighbors stomping on their floor from all the noise. We decided to cut the day of air hockey short. Perhaps Billy will talk to his neighbors and let them know that he’s going to be loud on Sunday afternoons. I mean.. if there’s a time of day to be noisy – 3pm on a Sunday seems to be the most appropriate.
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