It was a fun tournament today. Hamilton is an interesting place to say the least. I needed to hit up an ATM before entering POWNZ, so I had the good fortune of being able to inhale the sewage filled air for a few minutes before entering the building.
On the way back from the ATM, there were two drunk guys following a crazy lady. One of the drunk guys threw an empty kleenex box at the lady and then they both started laughing. The crazy lady picked up the empty kleenex box, and put it in her bag. Hamilton is awesome.
I enter POWNZ, and empty my wallet by $30 to play street fighter for 7 hours. Either the venue fee or the tourney fee needs to be reduced, shit was silly. Anyway, I walk into the place.
Vanny: That’s the worst goatee ever man, i’m not gonna lie
Anyways, I sign up for HD, SF4, and Marvel, because that was Teddy’s stipulation for driving us down there. Except I came with CQ, so I have no idea why I joined Marvel. Fuck that shit game.
My first game was Marvel, which was amazing. There was this wooden stick which was about the size of a small house. Despite this, the buttons were jammed as close to the stick as possible. I press Assist 1, I get a crouching fierce. I press Light Punch, I get Assist 2. I would have probably lost anyway, but everyone knows the frustration of playing on a shitty stick. It was annoying. Second game of Marvel I played on a good stick, got peaced out anyway. Fuck Marvel.
SF4 was more fun. My first game, I play against Jamie and his randomly amazing Chun… Jamie lands s.mp/s.lp into throw about 50 times that game. I’m a fast learner, so I fall for it everytime. Next.
My next match is Yu-hin, who’s somehow managed to play SF4 even less than me. I warn him about the Abel gimmicks, and he beats me the first round. Then I pull out more gimmicks, and he can’t handle them. Tick into ex-command grab ftw.
My last game, I play Wilson’s uh… Ryu or Sagat I can’t remember. Deal with him pretty quickly, then he busts out Blanka. I blow the first round by being UNABEL to block ultra. He pretty much dominates me. The last round, i have about 1/4th hp left, and he lands a focus. For some reason I decide to mash, and pause the game. I say fuck it, un-pause it, and give him the round. Not owning the game makes it too hard to practice.
HD was much more fun. I’ve only played vanilla, and HD looked like fun. Jed07 beats me the first round, and I find out the timing is much slower than regular ST. A pad with no macros is also ass. I switched to a stick from then on. My next match is some random dude, whatever, I bust out the bluenka and beat him. Next up is Nagata.
JayWang: Justin, you’re playing Anant.
Justin: Who’re you using Anant?
Justin: I forfeit.
We somehow convince him to play anyway, and we both end up with this awful stick. Good thing Blanka doesn’t need qcf motions. Can’t say the same for Ryu.
I beat Bry, and then oh look… It’s Jamie again. With Chun. Again. I’m prepared for s.mp into throw gimmicks this time, so I only fall for it another 50 times, and i’m out of the tournament.
Then I had nothing better to do, so I helped run some tournaments, aka hold the brackets and draw people doing c.fierces on them.
We decide to go to Turtlejacks for dinner (where our waiter was Bear Ryoma’s elder brother or some shit), and I decided to tag a ride in noodle’s Z. Noodleman failed with the GPS pretty hard.
Me: I wonder if Nooble’s gonna engrish it up with his GPS. We’re probably going to end up at “Turtleback’s” or something.
Then I watch noobles typing in the name “T…U…R…T…L…E…B…A…C…”
Me: I DON’T FUCKING BELIEVE IT.
He erases it, then tries again. He decides to go with the address this time.
Noodleman: Hey CQ, what’s the address?
CQ: 1180 Upper James Street.
Noodleman: More like…UpperLAMES street! LOL!
Then I watch noobles type in the street. “U…P…P…E…R…M…I…D…D…L…E”
Me: WHAT THE FUCK NOOBLES?!
By the way, those ellipses indicate that nooble is the slowest GPS typer in the world. He would type the P, then search around to keypad for about 5 seconds before hitting…the next P. Ridiculous. The entire debaucle took about 5 minutes, before we finally got it right.
Good night, good games to everyone I played/met.
EDIT: Oh shit, almost forgot the line of the night:
(Jed, talking about how hungry he was)
Jed: Man, I just want something in me right now, I don’t care what it is.
Jed, 10 seconds later: …Oh shit.