Hot pong on a bun with mustard and Swiss!
Game 1:Agent J (Jean/Jeremie) vs. Chainsaw Sandwich (Charles/Jess)
This one looked to be the stinker of the tournament. Jess' hot serves cut through Jeremie like he was soft butter. 5-0! It got really quiet really quickly. Nobody wanted to see a skunking, but it looked inevitable. How could this be? Well, we needn't have worried. Jean took serve and blasted four quick points and ended service at 4-6. Game on! After that, things were as even as could be. And it wasn't some of that mamby-pamby pong that we've seen the last few days. Strong rallies, hot slams, dinks, dunks, returns of slams, etc. It was a buffet of all of the excitement you want to see in pong. "Yes, waiter, I'll have a near-skunking, a quick comeback, blisteringly hot smashes, some even play, and a side of trash talking. And a cola. I also have a coupon for a free entree..." The score was knotted at 15. Nobody was falling apart, play was becoming more and more intense, and nobody was exerting control. At least, not yet.
At this point, Jean flipped a switch or something and unleashed a torrent of slams. Four of the next five points came off shots that nearly collapsed Jess' lungs, sheared his arm off, or shattered his paddle. He got his stick on one of them and that was impressive enough. Nevermind that it ricocheted straight up, nearly blasting through the roof. Ay caramba! It's not like Charles was serving Jean some beachballs, either. He was landing his shots with plenty of authority. It was as if Jean finally unscrambled the signal from the mothership and cranked her game up 17 notches. With Jeremie serving at point, Charles biffed the return (something we all hate to see), ending a very good match.
Agent J over Chainsaw Sandwich
21-16