HISTORY

Our ancestors believed that those who lived ordinary lives went on to a shadowy existence after death, but those who died gloriously in battle lived on in Valhalla spending each night in revelry and feasting.  Yea, for the Valkyries carried the souls of heroes from the battlefield, soaring to never-ending glory on gossamer wings.

 

For reasons unknown, the beating heart of these fierce warriors ran quiet for centuries… until recently.  ln the year 2021, its faint pulse was heard anew, coming to life once again in the hills of Tarzana in the form of brave men battling each other around a 5’ x 9’ swath of medium density fiberboard.

 

Our battlefield may seem insignificant to Viking warriors of old, but rest assured each square inch of our killing field is as equally hard fought and drenched in blood as theirs.

 

Today, armed only with padded wooden bats and hard orange plastic spheres, we proud members of PPV carry on their traditions, going to battle each month for ultimate glory… but also to honor those who came before us, those who showed us how to live like true warriors.

 

Once a small fiefdom consisting of two outposts, our numbers and boundaries continue to grow, stretching from the wooded hills of Tarzana to the earthen burms of Valley Glen, all the way to Silver Lake’s high country.

 

As it was in beginning, so it is this day. Valhalla!