scent, as a clean throw and forward-air from Sheik would have me dead to rights as well. I had one chance to finish it once and for all, and it was either go for it or wait for one of us to falter. I wasn’ t prepared to lose, so I went for it.
And I went for it hard.
I dashed backwards to bait, only to switch directions, wavedash and chain a forward throw into the infamous tipper, ending the match with my single stock left. Everything seeped back into reality, as my partner laughed:“ Good shit, man!” After such an intense match, the appropriate response was obviously a casual“ Thanks, dude.” but why did I spend it playing a Nintendo party game from 2001?
Was it watching the legendary Wombo Combo as a kid and being amazed at the technicality of a fighting game? Was it the raw sense of camaraderie and belonging at locals? Was it the competitive appeal of a high skill cap, loyal fanbase and in-depth strategies? Was it the hype at tournaments like Big House, Smash Summit, Dreamhack and EVO?
Or it was all of those reasons, wrapped up in a little package called“ What we all want in eSports”.
More and more people start showing up, with almost every setup being occupied by fun matches, Fox dittos, and a handful of Falco and Marth players making a showing. Our resident Jigglypuff main tied up another guy to a chair with an extension cord, a TV blew, people were going around hyping matches up, the Smash 4 crowd popped off at their tournament finals, I lost both my tournament matches with a spectacular 4-stock on me to finish
As I headed home, I couldn’ t help but be amazed at the magnetism of a local scene. You’ re surrounded by other gamers; whether they’ re players, noobs, veterans, casuals or tryhards, they’ re all there for the same reason, to play the same game, and share the same love, and experience the same thrills. But, I began to think about it more, I thoroughly enjoyed my night