I got ponged. And pinged. And it all happened while I was playing ping pong – my new favorite sport. After years of playing tennis and a brief sabbatical from that, I’ve traded in my tennis racquet for a ping pong paddle. It all started on Polish Hill at Gooski’s one fateful night. Dan and I were drinking Straub’s and bopping our heads to the jukebox when we decided to pick up some ping pong paddles and test our skills. It turns out that both of us aren’t so bad, and when Dan and I “aren’t so bad” at something, we usually deem ourselves pros at said something. Thus, we become ping pong pros pretty quickly.
Now our mission is to find more venues in Pittsburgh with ping pong. The Fox & Hound in the North Hills has it, but it’s quite expensive to play and they only have one table. Gooski’s is fun on a quiet Saturday afternoon and the beer is cheap. We’d really love to see what else is out there as far as tables and leagues. Beer should stay in the mix, as well.
So if you have any knowledge of the ping pong community in Pittsburgh, we’d love your input. You can play with us, too, although you’ll probably lose.
you two should check out ping pong pizza in dc ! christa, i think you’ve been there (it’s right by politics & prose) and they’re are 3 tables to play at while waiting for delicious pizza.
http://www.cometpingpong.com/
plus, you can visit me !
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