Horrible Awful Day!!!

Some friend and I surprised a guy for his birthday, we took him to play paint ball at a park outside Denver. The park allowed us to rent equipment & enter for a very inexpensive fee. I was excited as it was the first time I had ever played paint ball! I didn't get shot as much as I thought and I shot one guy. The day seemed to be going well.

At one point I noticed one player doubled over in pain. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with him until I saw the paint on his crotch. He had been shot in a sensitive area with no padding. I remember thinking to myself "That sucks, glad I am not that guy".

A hour later while running through a small maze of inflatable obstacles I saw a member of the other team while diving behind cover. He drew a bead on me and hit me with three to four rounds before I got behind cover. The instant stabbing pain told me where I had been hit and almost drove me to my knees. I didn't get a chance to look at the white paint on my crotch for quite a few minutes as I was focusing on doing everything possible not to double over and keep standing.

That was my last game of paint ball that day and the last time I play without a cup!