For the last three weeks you have been staring at a computer, watching match videos. Constantly scanning your favorite message board for strats, juggles, what links, what doesn’t, frame data. You may even debate what works and what doesn’t, who is best with your character, you might even talk some smack to someone you have never met face to face. You play online for hours at night, racking up big win totals, mastering your character to the point where you feel good about what is coming in the next month: Big Tourney X at N location.
You get together with your boys and you discuss what your plan is, room and board, who is driving, who’s paying what, what time you are leaving, who you are meeting along the way. You arrive, three states over, and setup your post with your group. Everyone has their equipment, you just put fresh hardware in your stick, the JLF feels crispy. You register for your game and pay your entry fee. What bracket are you in? Oh, what a bad bracket, it shouldn’t be stacked that way, the regions are bad, where is the seeding? Nothing you can do about it, go with it.
You hear your name called to play against someone you have never heard of or met in your entire life. “Shit, he mains X character, that’s a 7-3 matchup in his favor. It’s ok, if he doesn’t know the matchup I got this.”
He knows the matchup.
You lose bad, but you still have a chance in losers. They play through for a while and you hear your name called again. “No one mains that chick, I have never even fought that matchup! Alright, can’t be too tough, she’s low tier anyways.”
Deuced.
It is quite understandable to be mad at this point. You had something to prove. You wanted to show people that you were the man, and you want to be recognized on youtube or be a common name in association with your game. “How did I pull two bad matchups? This is ridiculous.”
These things happen. What is the reason you are mad? You couldn’t be in the limelight? You traveled all that way, you feel ripped off, you feel like a scrub. Do you depend on this? Do fighting game tournaments feed your kids?
Don’t be salty. I have taken death threats from people at arcade machines, tough guys trying to impress their girlfriend get owned by a 12 year old playing TJ Combo in KI2 and claim they are going to kick my ass. I have watched people smash their hands up on walls after getting beaten early. Walking away without shaking a hand or saying good game. I get the intensity, but really, this doesn’t help the community. Don’t detract from everyone else’s experience because you lost. You were only going to use that money to buy a new pair of shoes or something anyways.
Lets all have a good time in the spirit of competition. Be intense during the matchup, but not afterwards.