Yesterday was one heck of a day.
For starters, there was my new CS clan. Our clan, sorry. Heh. Noobs with a collective term, we never expected to win even a single match. But look at us now, “proudly” proclaiming our first kill. Ok, it’s me doing that, but we still DID win our first official match and that’s reason enough to go get drunk. And did we whip some ass!
Clan F.A.W.N. starting lineup:
1. Amitav aka fawn_|_moOlah
2. Anurag aka fawn_|_bruce_wayne
3. Harsh aka fawn_|_
4. Kiran aka fawn_|_M.r
5. Ruchir aka fawn_|_!!killerX!!
Don’t ask me why I wrote that. Bygones are bygones, friend. Just felt like it. Man, I should’ve recorded the demo. We had total ultra-coordination plus strategy. You wouldn’t believe it unless you saw first.
Back to what I am “supposed” to be talking about, I qualified for round 2 in the NFS comps. As far as I know, Prithvi and Prasanna are still in round 1. Oh, btw, their clan got frigged by their opponents! Bacon.
The evening thingie was good. Heck the crowd separating the four of us- In case you still don’t know, we hang around together, the “gamer pros”, Amitav, Kiran, Pranav, et moi. I was saying, the crowd between us and the entrance to the stadium was probably 10m. And man, was it dense or what. So, we started Operation: Human Chain. I caught hold of Pranav, Kiran me, Amitav Kiran. And Pranav started digging through the mass. 5 minutes and we were up front.
Near the stage, we started Operation: Human Chain- Phase 2. We were as close as we could get to the stage. And then the suffocation. Had to tip-toe if I wanted a proper breather. And I only wish Converse would start making shoes with thicker soles. Half the time, I was on tip-toe, the other half, jumping. My socks were frigged anyways. The balls of my feet got frigged too. Balls! And we were screaming like friggin animals.
Raghu Dixit was oki oki, the usual crap that does concerts for money. Still, we were screaming at the top of our voices, just to give him the feeling we don’t NOT like him.
By the time Vishal and Shekhar turned up, I was already running on my backup power. 3-4 songs left and I was totally drained.
We moved to the back, got a few chairs and dumped ourselves on them.
And all plans of getting drunk got cancelled, cuz of moolah shortage.
Got a CS rep to maintain, this time, the clan’s, not just mine.
Ciao.
Till next time.
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