No Balls No Glory

     The often-repeated story in my family is that I started speaking in complete sentences around age two, and I haven’t been quiet since. This book is the result of my efforts to finally put some of those stories on paper (or in digits, if you’re reading this on your Kindle®). I want to thank you for joining me on this journey as I share memories, opinions, and hard-earned thoughts from a life that has taken me from Army recruiter to paintball field owner, championship team captain, and executive who helped scale a small division into a public company.

     In keeping with my storytelling roots, I’ll write in the first person throughout. Along with the memorable anecdotes, you’ll find occasional sidebars for historical context, and at the end of each chapter, a section called “Lessons Learned.” Many years ago I told my young daughter, “A smart person learns from their mistakes. A brilliant person learns from the mistakes of others.” With that in mind, I’ve included those lessons here, not just from my own stumbles, but from the bigger corporate crash I witnessed.

The Story Behind the Title

     This book centers on a time when I tried to balance the conservative, century-old corporate culture of Daisy Manufacturing with the raw, adrenaline-fueled world of paintball under the Brass Eagle brand.

Knowing the game literally consumes billions of paintballs a year while delivering an addictive endorphin rush, I came up with what I thought was a perfect double-entendre slogan: “No Balls No Glory.”

     Before a major paintball event, I had a few dozen khaki caps embroidered with the Brass Eagle logo on the front and “No Balls No Glory” arched across the back. We set up our booth, and within an hour the hats were gone. My instincts were validated. I immediately directed the legal team to file for a trademark (Serial No. 75568028). The U.S. Patent and Trademark Office approved it for publication.

Then senior leadership got wind of it. They balked, calling the slogan too edgy and offensive. The filing was quietly abandoned. That single rejection perfectly symbolized the growing cultural disconnect that would ultimately doom the company. For me, it became a lasting emblem of the price of choosing caution over authenticity.

     When it came time to title this book, “No Balls No Glory” was the only choice. It captures the unfiltered spirit of paintball and serves as a reminder that real success demands both the courage to understand your customer and the guts to embrace their edge.

     What follows is my unvarnished chronicle of a wild ride from enlisting in the Army Reserve at seventeen in 1983, to discovering paintball on a leaf-strewn Alabama hillside in 1987, to scaling Brass Eagle from $4.3 million in sales in 1995 to over $75 million by 1998, complete with a landmark IPO. You’ll get the triumphs and the tragedies: product innovations like the Talon marker, turning down the Angel distributorship, and the leadership failures that turned a market leader into a cautionary tale by 2004.

     For paintball fans, this is the insider history you’ve been waiting for. For entrepreneurs and business readers, it’s a masterclass in what it takes to build and how easy it is to lose a passion-driven empire.

The glory, as always, belongs to those bold enough to chase it.