It was my second time paying speed ball at a course. There where people of all skill ranges on both teams. I managed to get into the starting position about 10 sec before the match started (had to refill my air). I get by the rest of the team to ask what the plan was, but before I said anything one of my teammates said to me "Dude, we got a great plan". The first thing that ran through my mind was "this son of a ***** is going to use me as a human shield isn't he" but I refrained from speaking my mind and waited as he told me the plan. "We're all going to bum rush them!" The wheels in my head took a second to comprehend this, and right about the time it fully hit me another team mate said "It's the LAST thing that they'll expect."
"Well no ****" I though "that's because it's f*cking suicide." I looked at the rest of my team mates and they all looked really eager to do it, so I decided to compromise. I would wait behind a bunker for about 3 seconds then run along the edge right at them.
Right as the ref said "GO GO GO!" all hell broke lose. I know that speed ball matched are pretty crazy, but this was something else complete. Everybody on my team was screaming bloody murder and running right at them. I waited behind the bunker like I planed, and saw my opening. I ran all the way across the field (this is a lot smaller than a regulation field) and managed to tag somebody out.
But here is where it got interesting. I thought that he was the last man on their team. I look up to see what I thought was a man on my team right in front of me pointing his marker at me. I was like OMG WTF! SLAP, he didn't tag me as much as punch me in the chest. I could accept this if it wasn't for two things.
1) He was the last man on their team.
2) When we got off the field he told me with a huge grin on his face "I didn't even have any paint left"
I felt so depressed
I can tell you guys one thing though, you should try bum rushing at least once. You might not win, but it is really, really fun.