We played. Game in elementary school called “smear the queer.” Basically the guy holding onto the ball was the target for a dog pile. The games we payed in the Corps were even worse. “Bull in the Ring.” Four squads inside a 30’ ring marked in the ground, with the object of kicking/throwing all the opposing squad members out of the ring. No holds barred.
AT Ft Monmouth, near the West Point Prep school, we (Regular Army) played worldball against the preppies. A huge, 6 foot, heavy air pumped ball and you pushed, shoved or fought it across the ground to the opposing soccer net.
Fought was the operative word. The amount of skinned knuckles, bruised shins, twisted ankles and “angry” retorts was at insane levels. We (preppies and regulars) were all Cat A type people and we were NOT going to lose. I think we finally broke somebodies leg and the authorities (the preppy O-6) decided his cadets did not need to injure themselves.