The best sports highlight of today, by a large margin, is this man using his dick to hit a ping-pong ball.
I am standing in a gaggle of table tennis players in a dark bar in Grand Rapids, Mich., on the Fourth of July. Before us, another table tennis player named Donald Hayes is playing Millipede. Donald and the others are all competing in the U.S. Open, the biggest ping-pong tournament in America, but right now that is of…
Ping pong and tennis photos are the most consistently wonderful forced perspective shots in sports. Hypervocal put together a gallery of AP photos from the 2014 World Team Table Tennis Championships in Tokyo. Take a look.
I trust you've heard that school starts right this very instant or at least soon or perhaps recently. Are you ready? Have you bought and thought all the right things relating to educational electronics and the passage of time? Do you have a bushel of new underwear and an inflated sense of self-worth? Are the college…
This happened over the weekend at the ITTF Kuwait Open (that explains the announcer), but we're just getting it to you now because we assumed you hadn't yet received your Kuwait Open highlights DVD. Sue us.
His name is Ibrahim Elhoseny, and he was competing for Egypt at the 2011 African Table Tennis Championships. The video's been around for a while, but it's finally making it's way around the internet today, and HOLY SHIT DUDE IS PLAYING TABLE TENNIS EVEN THOUGH HE HAS NO ARMS.
OK, this is getting ridiculous. After telling you all about Reds third baseman Todd Frazier's Herculean accomplishments on and off the field, and uncovering his status as the prodigal son of Toms River, N.J., we were pretty certain that the man couldn't get any more like like Bill Brasky. We were wrong.
I don't want to know why Warren Buffett, who is worth $44 billion, is using this ginormous ping pong paddle during yesterday's annual stockholder's meeting of Berkshire Hathaway, because I'm sure whatever explanation is behind this gem of a photo won't nearly come close to meeting my expectations. Still, I wonder if…
You don't even even need to get high to trip out on this. The dashing older gent in the fedora and shades is 82-year-old Marty Reisman, a New York ping pong shark/legend/champ from the old school and what every idiot hipster in Brooklyn aspires to be but NEVER EVER WILL EVEN FUCKING COME CLOSE to being. Want to know…
By now, you may have already heard of Greg Smith, an executive director at Goldman Sachs who resigned his post today, and did so the way all filthy rich people do: via New York Times op-ed. And the greatest thing about Smith's editorial is that he manages to tuck his entire resume into the column:
Just watch this Christmas-themed compilation of the best serves, saves and spikes from the 2011 Table Tennis season, then try to tell me these guys aren't athletes. (Revised conventional wisdom for 2012: they are athletes, but their sport is dumb.) [via Kottke.org]
What you see here, according to the ping-pong aficionados at Sport Post, is "international table tennis player Mattias Oversjo deliver[ing] an incredible no look spin shot against fellow Swede, Jörgen Persson."
Occasionally, we'll select stories — old and new, sports and otherwise, relevant and merely sublime — that we urge you to read for one reason or another. Today: newly minted Man Booker recipient Howard Jacobson on ping-pong's "boldest adventurer," Marty Reisman.
"On Tuesday of this week...[J]ohansson was seen playing pingpong with Rose at SPiN. "They were laughing the whole time," says a spy. "They looked like they were having fun." Woah. [NYPost]
Silicon Valley engineers products and then exports them to the rest of the world. The latest innovation: ping-pong-playing robots disguised as small children, built from scratch to ruthlessly dominate the Olympics and win eternal glory for America. U-S-A!
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What a thrill that must have been for this young man ... to launch ping pong balls in the direction of Greg Ostertag while he stands there expressionless and forces himself to occasionally move his arms just a tiny little bit. Lucky guy got to experience the same thing experienced by every opposing center who ever…