RoomHop: Carman’s Alcohol-Based Athletics
Room Hopping returns this week with a special look inside the seedy underbelly of a Carman Beer Pong Mecca. Eliza Shapiro reports, with photojournalist Liz Naiden in tow.
Bwog sucks at beer pong. We came to Columbia hoping against hope that we would not have to be subjected to fruitless hours of waiting for our respective rounds, only to eventually disappoint our teammates and be mocked by our friends. Oh, what fools we were.
“Beer pong is very central to college life,” explains Anonymous Carman Miscreant Number One, leaning against the makeshift table he and his roommate have made the centerpiece of their double. The beer pong table making process was “easy,” and the ingredients simple: a penchant for the game, disdain for closet doors, screwdriver, two desk chairs, and a spare five minutes. Miscreant Number One simply unscrewed his door from his closet, balanced it over the two rocking desk chairs provided to him and his roommate, and the job was done. Serendipitously, Carman closet doors measure roughly 7.5 X 1.5, almost the same as the 8 X 2 table that the World Series of Beer Pong has decreed official regulation size.
The young juvenile delinquents have hosted three highly successful beer pong tournaments in recent weeks. Anonymous Carman Miscreant Number One commented that his skills have “noticeably improved” though freely admits that he is one of the unlucky ones whose adeptness at pong decreases the more he drinks.
Number One jovially tells of one recent instance during a tournament when he found himself shirtless, with the words “Beer Pong” scrawled across his neck. The RA roaming the halls knocked on the boys’ door and asked “if there was anything going on.” Half-naked, with his collarbone bearing an explanation of exactly what was going on, Number One simply replied “No,” and the RA continued on his rounds.
Exhausted by our own admiration, Bwog left our favorite pong-ers shuffling their desk chairs back into their intended positions for the workweek and placing the table in the corner, muttering about the beer-sticky linoleum floor.
Tags: beer, carman, roomhop
23 September 2008 @ 9:45 AM · 18 comments
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FRESHMEN SUCK!! FRESHMEN SUCK!!!! FRESHMEN SUCK!! FRESHMEN SUCK!!!! FRESHMEN SUCK!! FRESHMEN SUCK!!!! FRESHMEN SUCK!! FRESHMEN SUCK!!!! BEAT THE FRESHMAN WHOOOO PARTY!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOO… freshmen suck.
I was just going to say the room is ugly
´12ers, expect future RA’s on-duty to be much less forgiving once news of this gets around to the admins who care.
between being a beer pong aficionado and being an alcoholic is the number of people playing with you
beer pong is cool, but drinking in your dorm on a friday night is kind of lame.
how about a bwog special report on getting fake IDs?
bwog doesn’t and you find out on your own?
’11, you don’t have a fake yet? :
go to chinatown and when some cutty guy you walk past on the street wispers “weed and ID,” you go from there (usually to a shop that makes “wedding certificates”).
ask around, pretty easy to get right now
still don’t have a fake id :(
Let the Beer Pong Revolucion commence!
looks exactly like my old room in carman. WTF.
that looks like my old carman room too…
but that may just be because they are all the exact fucking same
i have never seen an uglier, worse decorate room in carman. or anywhere. who are these mooks?
My initials express my feelings
i can recognize that view outside the window! good times…
Not beer pong. The game is beirut.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beer_pong#Nomenclature
Oh wow, you guys are so funny reporting this! Now the Admins are gonna be harder on the RAs and the RAs are gonna be harder on the freshmen. Lol Number One beat the system!! Awesome!!!!!!!!! You’re all fucked now.