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.
We played that too, and much funnier grade school version in which everyone had to stay on a board with casters attached while trying to get the giant ball to the other side, which equalized the game somewhat as all the biggest guys were busting a gut laughing while just trying to stay on.
Yep, we played that out at 29 Palms. Let’s just say, it’s all fun and games until someone has to be medevac’d off the playing field with a compound fractured tibia stickin out of their trousers.