This isn't a game: it's a fight. Knuckles bare, fist clenched white, all weapons approved, and the bastards of the world are waiting in the shadows with broken bottles and big grins. And this fight is fought every day. On long highways, dirty couches and floors, rock hard dirt fields and shaking planes. In foreign lands, lost hated, broke. It's the battle to prove to the world that your small part, your pin prick slice of existence matters. That even if the sun explodes tomorrow and scatters us screaming into the void, we go smiling - because we had faith in ourselves, faith to gather a tribe and try to make our own reality. Nobody gives you anything until you make them understand. That's why we formed this team, to make people understand.
This paintball story is truly inspirational for anyone who respects the sport of paintball.
