A Thought on Table Tennis

I've been writing about ping pong a bit and it struck me, I'm in the home of ping pong.  When we play, we are on the second floor in an open area.  The third floor lobby overlooks where the table is, so the security guards have been watching us play.  At times there will be 5 or 6 guys leaning over the railings watching us play.  I can only imagine what they are thinking.  I feel like that would be like going to Rucker Park and having Earl the Pearl and Tiny Archibald standing on the sidelines watching.  Something just doesn't feel right.  Just a thought.