This past weekend I was in Berkeley.
Not for anything in particular, just to hang out really. I was playing some friendlies with Choice, Michael Hey, Mr. Pink, Sean, the works, and it was really fun. However, what was not fun, was losing. Nearly all of the friendlies I lost. And the only times I won, was either because A. They killed themselves, or B. I got lucky.
Not only was it killing my morale, but It was driving the nail in the coffin entitled, "No talent, lol get *****."
Later that night, we stopped by a club for video games, and there happened to be a small Brawl tournament. Akira, a Lucas main in Nor-cal, got first place. (She's pretty **** good. X]) Everybody there was going crazy when we walked in. I was surprised that everybody knew me by name. At first I thought they only knew me because of my videos, but then they began boasting about my peach, more than I could ever imagine. Everybody in the room was essentially giving all of us praise like we were god.
"Oh man, I wanna play with the Real pros!"
"Sean? Is that Sean? Isn't he the best MK in the world?"
"Oh man, Dude Sky's peach, is Legendary. No dude, his peach is WAY better than yours."
"Dude, That guy is playing with one hand! What's his name? Mr. Pink? What the ****?"
"Blow job blow job blow job Sky blow job hand job sex sex sex Sean blow job **** suck **** suck Michael Hey **** suck **** suck **** suck Mr Pink?!?"
Now I'm going to take a break from the story for a second.
This little event has taught me something about getting into the proper mindset of the game.
I've heard this before from somebody else, but I never really considered it until that day.
"If you wanna be good, you gotta front like you're good. You gotta have an Ego."
When I had my head in the clouds, I played on my game. I was focused, attentive, and most importantly, I wasn't playing like I do when I sandbag. I felt like I had to prove something with this seemlingly undeserved praise. And it helped.
We played some teams matches, and I went falco. Akira looked at me and said, "Do you even play falco? Wow!"
I didn't even know I had a falco, but I did have an idea...
I slapped on the tag SK92, and I also made a DEHF one. Switched them around on different battles. Needless to say, My falco was very impressive.
And I think this is another point I'd like to make.
"If it helps, try changing your tag ingame to somebody who you Idolize. It helps that much more, when you win."
It feels like they are there watching you, helping you play. As if they are watching you and you can't dissapoint them. That sort of psuedo-pressure helps progress the learning that you've been doing outside and inside of the game.
Later on that night, we passed by some food places. We walked at least three miles to find food in that god forsaken hell hole people call, 'berkeley'. Ugh. Anyway, we stopped at this place called La Burrita. What a stupid name, with stupid food and a Stuipd Stupid. I got some Stupid Burrito with GUAKOMOLEY in it. And I was so hungry that I didn't care.
<--- Is allergic to Guac.
I hadn't eaten all day. I took one bite.
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When we got home and I took one bite, I threw up. I felt horrible all night. I was pissed off. That guy who ordered for me in spanish... ugh. He lied to me. He said there was only Cheese, meat, and some onions or something. And then this *****, comes over, and puts SALSA and That GREEN **** all over it. Did I ask for that *****? No ******. Slaps it on there, so I paid six dollars to start my diet by becoming an anorexic, and all I got were some unsalted, horrible chips.
When I picked up my controller, I was pissed at everything. They weren't friendlies anymore...
they were meanies.
These meanies were srs business. I lost my first friendly which gave me a quick flashback to this morning where I constantly got owned. It was at this point where I said these exact words to myself.
"How DARE he think that he can just beat me with no effort. Does he really think he's just going to sit here and beat me every time we play? ... **** that *****. Nope, No sir. I'm commin for that ***, tonight ******."
It was then, with the aid of Falco and Ice Climbers, I held a record that night of 14-3.
That mindset was invaulable for putting me into the zone. The zone where I can play friendlies and actually improve. I feel like in order for one to improve outside of tournaments, you're going to need to learn how to get into the mindset that LETS you improve.
"Find that 'mood' that you need to focus and improve."
Ever find yourself wasting time in friendlies? It's because you're not playing them right. I think that if you want to be able to improve and grow from the things that you learn, you should play 'meanies' more often. X]
I won't keep you long. But lemme tell you.
Sean, Zex, Choice, Pink, And Michael hey all went to this Berkeley tournament. We all agreed we wouldn't go our mains. We'd all go our seconds.
I found that mood, and I placed third.
1st. Zex (MK, Falco, Snake)
2nd. Michael Hey - Ganon (Not even kidding, X])
3rd. Sky` (Falco, Ice Climbers.)
4th. Choice. (Pit)
5th. Sean. (Snake)
5th. Akira. (Lucas)
This may not been that impressive, considering the conditions.
But I've found some answers to some questions, and I'm ready to give the ol 'be the best' dream one more shot.
Good luck.
=]
Not for anything in particular, just to hang out really. I was playing some friendlies with Choice, Michael Hey, Mr. Pink, Sean, the works, and it was really fun. However, what was not fun, was losing. Nearly all of the friendlies I lost. And the only times I won, was either because A. They killed themselves, or B. I got lucky.
Not only was it killing my morale, but It was driving the nail in the coffin entitled, "No talent, lol get *****."
Later that night, we stopped by a club for video games, and there happened to be a small Brawl tournament. Akira, a Lucas main in Nor-cal, got first place. (She's pretty **** good. X]) Everybody there was going crazy when we walked in. I was surprised that everybody knew me by name. At first I thought they only knew me because of my videos, but then they began boasting about my peach, more than I could ever imagine. Everybody in the room was essentially giving all of us praise like we were god.
"Oh man, I wanna play with the Real pros!"
"Sean? Is that Sean? Isn't he the best MK in the world?"
"Oh man, Dude Sky's peach, is Legendary. No dude, his peach is WAY better than yours."
"Dude, That guy is playing with one hand! What's his name? Mr. Pink? What the ****?"
"Blow job blow job blow job Sky blow job hand job sex sex sex Sean blow job **** suck **** suck Michael Hey **** suck **** suck **** suck Mr Pink?!?"
Now I'm going to take a break from the story for a second.
This little event has taught me something about getting into the proper mindset of the game.
I've heard this before from somebody else, but I never really considered it until that day.
"If you wanna be good, you gotta front like you're good. You gotta have an Ego."
When I had my head in the clouds, I played on my game. I was focused, attentive, and most importantly, I wasn't playing like I do when I sandbag. I felt like I had to prove something with this seemlingly undeserved praise. And it helped.
We played some teams matches, and I went falco. Akira looked at me and said, "Do you even play falco? Wow!"
I didn't even know I had a falco, but I did have an idea...
I slapped on the tag SK92, and I also made a DEHF one. Switched them around on different battles. Needless to say, My falco was very impressive.
And I think this is another point I'd like to make.
"If it helps, try changing your tag ingame to somebody who you Idolize. It helps that much more, when you win."
It feels like they are there watching you, helping you play. As if they are watching you and you can't dissapoint them. That sort of psuedo-pressure helps progress the learning that you've been doing outside and inside of the game.
Later on that night, we passed by some food places. We walked at least three miles to find food in that god forsaken hell hole people call, 'berkeley'. Ugh. Anyway, we stopped at this place called La Burrita. What a stupid name, with stupid food and a Stuipd Stupid. I got some Stupid Burrito with GUAKOMOLEY in it. And I was so hungry that I didn't care.
<--- Is allergic to Guac.
I hadn't eaten all day. I took one bite.
o terrible read
When we got home and I took one bite, I threw up. I felt horrible all night. I was pissed off. That guy who ordered for me in spanish... ugh. He lied to me. He said there was only Cheese, meat, and some onions or something. And then this *****, comes over, and puts SALSA and That GREEN **** all over it. Did I ask for that *****? No ******. Slaps it on there, so I paid six dollars to start my diet by becoming an anorexic, and all I got were some unsalted, horrible chips.
When I picked up my controller, I was pissed at everything. They weren't friendlies anymore...
they were meanies.
These meanies were srs business. I lost my first friendly which gave me a quick flashback to this morning where I constantly got owned. It was at this point where I said these exact words to myself.
"How DARE he think that he can just beat me with no effort. Does he really think he's just going to sit here and beat me every time we play? ... **** that *****. Nope, No sir. I'm commin for that ***, tonight ******."
It was then, with the aid of Falco and Ice Climbers, I held a record that night of 14-3.
That mindset was invaulable for putting me into the zone. The zone where I can play friendlies and actually improve. I feel like in order for one to improve outside of tournaments, you're going to need to learn how to get into the mindset that LETS you improve.
"Find that 'mood' that you need to focus and improve."
Ever find yourself wasting time in friendlies? It's because you're not playing them right. I think that if you want to be able to improve and grow from the things that you learn, you should play 'meanies' more often. X]
I won't keep you long. But lemme tell you.
Sean, Zex, Choice, Pink, And Michael hey all went to this Berkeley tournament. We all agreed we wouldn't go our mains. We'd all go our seconds.
I found that mood, and I placed third.
1st. Zex (MK, Falco, Snake)
2nd. Michael Hey - Ganon (Not even kidding, X])
3rd. Sky` (Falco, Ice Climbers.)
4th. Choice. (Pit)
5th. Sean. (Snake)
5th. Akira. (Lucas)
This may not been that impressive, considering the conditions.
But I've found some answers to some questions, and I'm ready to give the ol 'be the best' dream one more shot.
Good luck.
=]
