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In the same ballroom where Itzhak Perlman gave a classical violin recital, gangsta rap blasted over speakers at Volume 139. There was plenty of finger-pointing, fist-pumping and crotch-grabbing as matches heated up. At 29, Antonio Vassilates, of North Arlington, N.J., is an old man on the beer pong tour, but he made a name for himself by winning a tournament three years ago. He plays in a rage, bouncing up and down, screaming at opponents and fans, arms flailing, veins on his neck bulging. "I play with a lot of raw emotion, trying to get pumped, get excited," he said. "It's not about the drinking. It's about the skill. Actually not a lot of players get drunk while they do this. It's a lot harder to do anything if you're drunk. The kids who know this is a growing sport take it seriously. It is a real sport." If that's so, then Thomas Reap may be the Michael Jordan of beer pong. The 22-year-old from Virginia Beach, Va., has deadeye aim, and his 6-foot-6-inch frame gives him a great downward angle for his shots. He sank 20 balls in a row into cups. As a video camera rolled, he showed off by pulling his knit ski cap down over his face, covering his eyes
-- and sinking a perfect shot into a cup at the other end of the table. Outside of tournaments, when the cups are filled with beer, people love to go up against his team. "We're the best in the world, so they have to drink a lot," Reap said. He's also particularly good at distracting an opponent, a tactic employed by many beer pong competitors who wave their arms in the air above the cups their opponents are shooting at, scream, yell, hop up and down, insult their foes' masculinity, question their parentage and even dis their hairstyles. "It's allowed," Reap said. "As long as you don't put your hands on the table. It works. If you win the mental game before it even begins, chances are you'll win the real game." Aside from the tank top-clad Pong Divas hired by the event, few women were at the finals, and most were there to root on their boyfriends. One woman tried to enter the ballroom without paying the admission fee, only to be rebuffed by a security guard. "Oh, come on!" she whined. "It's my birthday! That room is full of drunk guys!"
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