It seems like when I sit down and start winning at fighters, I end up with people so salty at me they refuse to do the gentlemanly thing at the end of the set and don’t shake my hand.
This phenomenon happened first in 2011 at a tournament in St. Louis. Week one of Marvel 3, most people were absolutely scrubby at that moment, as was I. I still am, but it didn’t stop me from extracting the salt. This video in itself is sorta historical now in the St. Louis community, and there were even shirts made based off of it.
I thought it was just a freak occurrence until about a week ago, at Fight for the 6ix. Again, my Old Chun in Super Turbo proves to be too much for someone to handle, and they go into full scrublord mode.
So yeah, I have a gift. Maybe this will become a large playlist now that I’m frequently attending events.
Oh yeah, and I’ll be more frequent in updating this blog. Still working on the backlog in my Blogger account.