Monday, January 31, 2011

It's not all bad

I am sitting here at my desk lamenting the coming blizzard, knowing full well that being snowed in would not mean gaming all day. It would mean sitting in my office and actually working from home. What a terrible thing, to be a mere two floors from all my gaming shit and not be able to use it. I could never actually work from home, even though my job would allow me to do it most of the time. The temptation for a Street Fighting lunch would be much to great and I would end up unemployed much faster than I would like to admit.

There is going to be money available to purchase Marvel vs Capcom 3 when it arrives in just over two weeks, but I am not terribly excited for it. When I first got MvC2 for the Dreamcast many years ago I had no idea that the fighting game 'scene' existed. I was the best out of my small group of friends and that was all that mattered. Looking back now is embarrassing. The only thing I was better at was mashing. This wonderful ignorance last up through Tekken 5 when I met a tournament level Tekken player. It was not a pleasant discovery; being beaten about the head and neck with the club or your inadequacies never is. The one thing this guy did do that wasn't painful was make me practice.

I was running an EB at the time. It was in a new location that was, for some reason, absolutely dead on Friday nights. I worked these shifts all by myself, put Tekken in the demo PS2, and practiced for somewhere around four hours straight. I did this for an entire summer without telling anyone or playing this high end Tekken player. When I thought I was ready I showed at his store with a shit eating grin and a chip on my shoulder. His main was Nina and I had been working on Steve Fox, and it was on. I took him the first round, handcuffed him with jabs and punished him with juggles and corner combos that he did not know I could do. Between rounds he paused, looked down, took a few deep breaths, then got down to business.

He kicked my ass. Again.

There were two lessons here. One, practicing against the computer, even when it is as good at approximating a person as it was in Tekken 5 or Virtua Fighter, doesn't prepare you for fighting an actual human being who can adapt to what you are dishing out. And two, you don't walk into a man's house and throw down unless you are damn sure you can back it up. I never did beat this guy when he was playing like he meant it, but he did admit weeks later that I gave him a good scare, and that was good enough for me.

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