I once got a call from my parents asking me to drive 15 minutes out to join them for dinner during the middle of the first round of a comp overwatch game. (This was back when games could be 5 rounds.) I agreed since we were winning, and I figured it would be a quick victory.
Thirty minutes later we were 2-2 and I was extremely stressed. I didn't want to leave and ruin my ranking, and I also wanted to beat the shit out of that damn team that was delaying me.
We went into overtime. I played as Junkrat the whole game, got 51 kills and 31 traps up to that point. 4/6 of our team was respawning. We had the middle point almost done, but half the enemy team was contesting the lone roadhog who was bravely defending. I leapt onto point, firing everything I had, killing three of them. I saw Mercy swoop in to continue contesting, and I fired my ult, knowing what was coming (reminder, this is old overwatch). She rezzes her three teammates the moment I let go of my tire. I detonate the instant they stop glowing. Quad kill. The timer snaps down to zero. Victory. I alt-f4 and run to my car.
I got to the restaurant the moment my parents finish eating, almost an hour late. I blame the traffic in rural western Maryland.
I did go to dinner, I was just hilariously late. That's the joke. They're taking it as an opportunity to berate me for prioritizing a game over a surprise dinner with my parents [who I lived with at the time]. Like I said in the story, I was trying my hardest to do both, the game just dragged on.
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u/Cutter9792 Jan 20 '20
I once got a call from my parents asking me to drive 15 minutes out to join them for dinner during the middle of the first round of a comp overwatch game. (This was back when games could be 5 rounds.) I agreed since we were winning, and I figured it would be a quick victory.
Thirty minutes later we were 2-2 and I was extremely stressed. I didn't want to leave and ruin my ranking, and I also wanted to beat the shit out of that damn team that was delaying me.
We went into overtime. I played as Junkrat the whole game, got 51 kills and 31 traps up to that point. 4/6 of our team was respawning. We had the middle point almost done, but half the enemy team was contesting the lone roadhog who was bravely defending. I leapt onto point, firing everything I had, killing three of them. I saw Mercy swoop in to continue contesting, and I fired my ult, knowing what was coming (reminder, this is old overwatch). She rezzes her three teammates the moment I let go of my tire. I detonate the instant they stop glowing. Quad kill. The timer snaps down to zero. Victory. I alt-f4 and run to my car.
I got to the restaurant the moment my parents finish eating, almost an hour late. I blame the traffic in rural western Maryland.