It’s time for tough love with some big ole’ Sosage:
“Anyone who plays fighters above the casual level knows how fucking important muscle memory is when it comes to execution.”
Anyone who plays fighters above the casual level should also know well in advance by now that wireless isn’t allowed in just about any tournament. Ever. At the very least, knows to check the rules before committing to the event. Especially if you are going to complain in a very high profile and public way afterwards.
Also, if he thinks muscle memory is a bitch in 2012, we can always jump in the Delorean and play in a pre-1999 tournament. When everyone played on mystery stick and button configurations based on what was installed on a couple of arcade machines (in some cases, each machine set up differently as well). Where the only people 100% use to the set up were the location’s regular players.
“Now I’ll never know how far I might’ve gotten with my true abilities.”
After today, the human race decided there will never be another tournament ever again.
Hopefully he’s learned his lesson, although unfortunately, very publicly. He’ll live to play in another event and have the unbelievable powers of his true abilities rip his clothes, create a flaming aura outline around his body and make his eyeballs glow in front of thousands.
The real winner here is Kotaku. The sensationalistic, overly dramatic and factually questionable hub of game articles scores another round of page views.