In 2009, Cathie's parents got Nate a ping pong table for Christmas. For the past year, Nate and I have played ping-pong just about every day that I'm home. We'll play rounds of best 2 out of 3 and play those sets 3 or 4 times per day. Working out of my house, I'll play him in a quick match as a mental break.
We've both improved a lot. I guess playing that often is bound to do something for you. I can still beat Nate pretty consistently, but he wins at least one game per day, sometimes two in a row.
We've got odd things we say at the different scores:
- 7 - 11 - Slurpee (a conveinence story called 7/11)
- 9 to 5 - Dolly Parton (from the movie)
- 9 - 10 - Radio Disney (a radio station)
- 9 -11 - Sad Day (Get it 9/11?)
- 17 -11 - Giant Slurpee
My sister Susan made Nate a "ping-pong safety kit" for Christmas. It consisted in gloves dipped in this stick-um stuff and a set of goggles. Safety first!
I'm hoping someday we both get as good as Bruce Lee is in this video: