Skrah
Smash Ace
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A total failure..
It all went like this.
A friend wanted to go to a comic and anime convention with me, and since I don't like neither, I felt like refusing. Then I remembered that someone had told me that Melee tournaments were held there. So I agreed to go.
We entered the building, and the first thing I heard was the Melee menu music. I just couldn't believe my luck, until the epic announcer said "Maylaaay!". I tried hard not to rush to where the sound came from, and instead walked with my friend so he could at least enjoy the convention. After we finished our round through the stands, we finally set for the place where the tournament was held. I saw a bunch of people staring at a screen. I said, "This is it!".
First of all, I want to let you know that this wasn't a big tournament. Just 20 pesos (less than a dollar, before the crisis it was 10 pesos = 1 dollar, now it's 15 pesos = 1 dollar) to get on the tournament. I watched the first few matches, and most of them were scrubs, so naturally I was confident. My friend was saying that I would do great and told me to kick some ***.
But then they called my name. And I got nervous. I grabbed a controller, sat down, pressed start, facepalmed at myself for being so stupid, pressed L+R+A+Start, waited for my opponent to arrive, and when I saw who he was, the only thing I could say was "****". First off, he brought his own controller. Second of all, he plugged it in the 3rd port. Third off, everyone was like "Hey man you came". So I got MORE nervous.
I chose Link, and he went Falco. Stupid on my part, since I knew that it was only FD and Falco ***** Link there, but by that time I wasn't thinking straight. My first stock went very fast, his laser spamming and my own nervousness overwhelmed me. Finally I got to my senses, and started FJ nairing and keeped out my boomerang, chipped up some damage. I scrah oos'd out of shield and took off his stock. He got more aggresive, I freezed and he won.
I was very very dissapointed. I managed to shake his hand, say good game and walk away grimly to my friend. He tried consoling me, and I tried too. But, I was just so dissapointed in myself. I knew I had the necessary tech skills. I knew what to do against Falcos, and I just let panic take over.
I thought, No worries, I'll go to another tournament and get better. But, suddenly, I didn't feel like going to tournaments anymore. Normally when I get back home after going out I turn on Melee and play an hour or two. Right now, I don't feel like playing Melee. I just don't want to.
I really don't want to lose my passion to Melee, and I know that I sound like a whiny emo *****, but I seriously waited so long to go to a tournament, and got kicked out on my first match. I just don't see the point of practicing and playing against level 7 cpu's to become better, since the better part of 2 years after returning to Melee of constant playing where wasted.
A total failure..
It all went like this.
A friend wanted to go to a comic and anime convention with me, and since I don't like neither, I felt like refusing. Then I remembered that someone had told me that Melee tournaments were held there. So I agreed to go.
We entered the building, and the first thing I heard was the Melee menu music. I just couldn't believe my luck, until the epic announcer said "Maylaaay!". I tried hard not to rush to where the sound came from, and instead walked with my friend so he could at least enjoy the convention. After we finished our round through the stands, we finally set for the place where the tournament was held. I saw a bunch of people staring at a screen. I said, "This is it!".
First of all, I want to let you know that this wasn't a big tournament. Just 20 pesos (less than a dollar, before the crisis it was 10 pesos = 1 dollar, now it's 15 pesos = 1 dollar) to get on the tournament. I watched the first few matches, and most of them were scrubs, so naturally I was confident. My friend was saying that I would do great and told me to kick some ***.
But then they called my name. And I got nervous. I grabbed a controller, sat down, pressed start, facepalmed at myself for being so stupid, pressed L+R+A+Start, waited for my opponent to arrive, and when I saw who he was, the only thing I could say was "****". First off, he brought his own controller. Second of all, he plugged it in the 3rd port. Third off, everyone was like "Hey man you came". So I got MORE nervous.
I chose Link, and he went Falco. Stupid on my part, since I knew that it was only FD and Falco ***** Link there, but by that time I wasn't thinking straight. My first stock went very fast, his laser spamming and my own nervousness overwhelmed me. Finally I got to my senses, and started FJ nairing and keeped out my boomerang, chipped up some damage. I scrah oos'd out of shield and took off his stock. He got more aggresive, I freezed and he won.
I was very very dissapointed. I managed to shake his hand, say good game and walk away grimly to my friend. He tried consoling me, and I tried too. But, I was just so dissapointed in myself. I knew I had the necessary tech skills. I knew what to do against Falcos, and I just let panic take over.
I thought, No worries, I'll go to another tournament and get better. But, suddenly, I didn't feel like going to tournaments anymore. Normally when I get back home after going out I turn on Melee and play an hour or two. Right now, I don't feel like playing Melee. I just don't want to.
I really don't want to lose my passion to Melee, and I know that I sound like a whiny emo *****, but I seriously waited so long to go to a tournament, and got kicked out on my first match. I just don't see the point of practicing and playing against level 7 cpu's to become better, since the better part of 2 years after returning to Melee of constant playing where wasted.
