Oh yeah. soulmurk has reminded me that we played something similar except it was with little green oranges. We would split up into teams of 3 to 6 per side and go to opposite ends of the orange grove. Ammo was easy as it was all around you in the trees and you just advanced on the other team winging little green oranges at the other players. And MAN, do those things hurt!!!
It should be noted that this preceded paintball by quite a few years.
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In elementary school we played a similar game that was called “Who’s afraid of the black man?” (a “black man” is basically a German bogeyman.) Perhaps you got an updated version of the same game. Semi-rural Bavaria on the other hand has never been known for unnecessary political correctness.
The other boy in our apartment building (when I was 3-6) and I would run around in the basement singing the tv “Batman” theme.
I got dragged into a few games of House and Wedding, but they weren’t really Boy enough.
We played a bunch of wiffle-bat tennis-ball baseball, or pitching into the garage, aiming at a rectangle of electrical tape on the wall behind the batter. I don’t understand how my friend’s parents let us fire off line drives into the garage. It was rare that we actually hit it back out of the garage.
We played First Base, which allowed you to play a sort of baseball with only two people. One person throws ground balls within reasonable reach of the fielder, and counts off five (or whatever) seconds. If the ball isn’t thrown back to the first baseman in time, the runner is safe. Allow four runners before getting three outs, and the batting team scores against you.
We had a system for playing touch football with three people. You got points for stopping the passing team, and points for returning an interception for a touchdown. There was also a way to get the PAT by throwing the ball at a telephone wire overhead. You could get the two point conversion by hitting a higher wire.
The game that is famous in my family, and that I just can’t believe was tolerated, was Sock War. Each brother gets 2 or 3 rolled up pairs of socks, and you tear through the house throwing them at each other.
My brothers created a baseball game played on your knees that involved slapping a Nerf ball when batting, and crawling around the family room.
Ha! A kindred spirit! I can’t believe another person played “Library”. For years we found our “cards” in the books in my house!
We also used to do this game where the older neighbourhood kids would make up clues, such as “Climb a tree, climb a _ _ _ _ _” where the answer would be “fence”, and the clue would be stuck on a fence in the neighbourhood. Then, we younger kids would go find it. And that led to the next clue, and so forth and so on. The last one would say “You won the Clue Game!” There would be a prize, like a bag of chips or a pretty pencil or something. Once, an elderly neighbour caught me with my hand in her mailbox. She was a friend to us kids, though, and when I explained, she simply handed me the clue. 
We played “School”, too, and we took turns being the teacher, but I never taught anything. I just affected my best snooty British accent and called everyone “CLAWSS” a lot, and wrote “CLASS” on the board and underlined it every time I said it. I was always forced to step down from the role rather quickly.
Our big game was Spotlight. This was the most fun. Kids would come from all over town, basically, and in quite a large age range (7 years!). Spotlight is kind of like another game that was mentioned. It’s only played after dark, and you have to wear dark clothes. There is one “it”, and everyone else hides. “It” goes to find you and shines a flashlight on you. When shining the light, they have to say your name and where you were: “Spotlight on Kevin under the tree!” and if they were correct, you were caught. First person caught is “it” in the next round.
Squeeze tag. Basically, there are two bases, and one person on each base with a baseball glove. They toss the ball back and forth. Your goal is to run from one base to the other and not get tagged by the ball. If you get tagged, you replace the person who tagged you on base and they get to run. It was a lot of fun with a bunch of people.
And Sardine. One person got to hide, everyone else counted and let the person hide. The goal was to find the person and hide with them. Everyone was supposed to go off in different directions at the beginning. The reason it’s called sardine is, of course, because when everyone is hiding with the original hider, it can get squishy. The first person to find the hider gets to hide next time.
Forgive any typos, please. I have an excuse!
Shoudn’t the guy with the bat be The Mutilator, and the guy with the box be The Mutilated?
I remembered a couple more dumbass games. One was Roof Tag. This was like a normal game of Tag, except played on the school rooftops (after school hours obviously). There were a few places where you could jump between buildings if you were [del]stupid[/del] brave enough.
One school I went to had building that was a lot taller than the others. Sometimes when we had water baloon fights some of us would climb up there and pretend it was a fortress we had to defend, and the other kids were laying siege. No one was able to throw baloons from the ground to the roof though, so what usually happened was some of the defenders lobbed baloons down, while a couple guarded the climbing route to stop infiltrators. Of course we would eventually run out of ammo, and the faucet was on the ground, so we had to stage raiding parties.