So, I was at a friend of mine's house the other day. He was showing me his collection of fps's and the level editor for Red Faction. I was helping him figure out how to use Mame. While we were hanging out, his youngest son started hanging with us. Words were exchanged, and the next thing I know, I'm challenging an eight-year-old to a Tekken3 tournament (I think my exact words were, "Don't come at me like somethin' you ain't, 'cuz you'll be cryin'."). Obviously, since he's only 8, he tore me a new one. After my tears of defeat had dried, I dl'd Voodoo Girl to show my friend that I hadn't been completely unsocial for no reason. Well, anyway, long story short, HIS KID LOVED IT!!!
I got all weepy-weepy again, but this time it was the realization that this little punk with all this tech and high-end 3d rendered faster-than-light 10 million different weapons in the arsenal games... he liked my piece of dook EGA game. HA!! Proof that it doesn't matter how fast or pretty a game is, it's all about the love.
P.S. Next time I see that kid, I'm challenging him to some Dead or Alive 2. I've been practicing, and I think I can take him this time.