The battle raged for hours in my parent’s basement. Dr. Pepper cans and Doritos littered the field of combat. Fatigue had set in. Our moves weren’t as fluid as they should have been. If fresher, a spectator would have seen a dance unfold before them with grace and poise. Neither of us could request a break at the risk of sounding weak. I could see it in Darren’s red, sleepy eyes. He was at his wit’s end. I made my move.

When I landed that Sonic Boom on Chun Li, it was one of the greatest moments in my life.