rageagainstthedyingofthelight, on 27 October 2014 - 10:46 AM, said:
I would play till I hit the top, then take a break, come back the next day and BAM some one had moved me down. So I'd grind out some more games, cursing under my breath every 600 damage 2 kill match that was a waist of my time.
Then you'd have that magic match (or series, at times). Damage is north of 1000, 3 or better kills. God is smiling on you. Hit the refresh in 15 minutes and you're back in. So exhausted, you'd go have dinner, take your wife shopping, whatever, knowing that inevitably, some one else was playing and climbing as you did.
Even now I'm at work, hitting the refresh button every half hour, obsessing. Knowing I promised my wife Cheesecake Factory tonight. Wondering how sick I'll have to fake being. Knowing that some one else will be at home, watching their score inch closer and closer....
I played Friday night into Saturday morning, when I was just too drunk to play anymore. I haven't played since then. I was at 20 in my Orion K when I quit. It was at 64 last time I looked today. I thought the tourney would be over at 10 am PST because I didn't pay attention. Now I'm gonna have to see where I can get it before the tourney actually ends.