Listen Sirhornsalot! Take care of what you speak of ... The University of Texas IS the WORLD CHAMPION of Quidditch!!!
Now there weren't no Quidditch when I were a kid. In West Texas, we played Jack Knife. You stood six feet a part, or how many ever feet felt right. You took turns smacking your jack knife down into the ground as close to the feet of the of the other feller as you could. It was all just bluster. Most of us couldn't stick a jack knife in the ground from three feet or twenty feet, much less through the edge of the sole of the shoe of your obstinate opponent, which was required to score a win in Jack Knife! ...which, quite frankly, I do not ever remember ever happening. However, I do have a cousin who suffers to this day from "Stiff Toe Syndrome" ... he never seemed to be able to know when to call "OVER" to a game of Jack Knife.
Now, this is a jack knife like from my childhood. They had different sized blades. It was kind of like you chose the blade according to how serious you wuz. Bigger blade ... more legitimacy. I have to admit that I was not a very good Jack Knife player. To this day, I still like my toes.