I did enjoy my time playing fighting games. There is just something about adrenaline pounding while you are furiously smashing buttons in the sincere hope that somehow your ability to smash buttons is better than your opponent's ability to smash buttons. In most cases, it is just purely random chance. In some cases, it is not.
I did get a chance to play some more recent fighting games when I worked for Namco at the Pac-Man cafe in Orlando, Florida. Don't try to look it up. It closed three months after I quit, and the world has lost one of the greatest places to visit. Period.
I also had the opportunity to witness live the Tekken 2005 world championships. The top 25 players in the world competing for a shot at $25,000 in cash and bragging rights for a year. I tried playing against one of those guys. My button smashing antics lasted me approximately 0.1 seconds before I was knocked out by "Super Mega Awesome 9876238746234 Hit Omega Complex Devastation Combo 4". Then it was time for round 2, which also ended up being roughly 0.1 seconds and ending with some combo reminiscent of the first one. Needless to say, I stuck to beating up 10-year olds on my breaks from that point on. Real competition made me want to cry, and it was just an arcade game.
The point I am trying to make here is that I do enjoy fighting games. At least somewhat. It is not my favorite genre. I find that button smashing does not leave me much in the way of strategy, and definitely does not require much in the way of brainpower to play, unless you include trying to remember the 847 different combos of moves that every character in every game seem to have. And there are usually 20 of those, plus another 47 secret characters, and 13 more additional hidden characters. They can be fun. They can be enjoyable. But for me, it isn't an all the time thing, although once in a while, having a beer and kicking the snot out of my friends is a fun thing to do.
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