Balls of Fury

I went to a ping pong tournament at Berkeley over the weekend. It was a regional tournament, which according to my cousin means there are going to be some pretty good players but not super great players. The ping pong was fun to watch because we could sit up close and see some good points. There were a bunch of other people watching, including I'm assuming a lot of family. People had video cameras and there were different groups from different clubs. After about 15 minutes the whole thing started to feel a little like a ping pong version of the movie Best In Show -- like a little niche sport with different groups of odd people who all knew each other and had weird convoluted relationships (including some small controversy and gossip).