A Not So Serious List of Things I Learned From MLG
1. Losira is a puppy
Really, he is. Losira is a puppy who happens to have awe-inspiring StarCraft skills. He has the most perfect, natural :3 face I have ever seen. He is very shy, but still feels approachable. But he's a puppy with claws. Watching him play StarCraft is almost a religious experience. His fingers fly across the keyboard, and things just... happen on the screen.
2. July doesn't do hover hand
If you ask July for a photo, you will have his arm around your shoulders. Don't avoid it. Don't stop it. Expect and accept it as a gesture of friendship from one of the world's best StarCraft players. July is super emotive in his body language. He will drape his arm around anyone he feels friendly towards. In the picture I took of MC and July looking on as MMA played, whose arm was around MC? Yup, July.
3. MC plays with ramrod posture
Walking around the players pit, I saw a wide variety of postures. Some players leaned in all the way until their faces were almost touching the LCD. Some players slouched low in their seats. Some players had their feet up and other players leaned far back. But MC. MC does not do any of that. When MC plays, his back is perfectly straight. His face is completely level with the screen. Some people think MC has a baller walk. I'm here to tell you that MC has a baller playing position.
4. The Columbus Convention Center scheduler is a hero
I applaud whoever was in charge of scheduling events at the Columbus Convention Center. I really do. He has a great sense of humor. The same weekend that MLG happened there was: a Mid-West Haunters convention and a high school graduation. What is the Haunter convention? Think Halloween party meets Mad Max and Water World extras.
Let me paint a scene.
It was 4pm. I was in the elevator. On the far side stood a 6'3 man dressed in full on barbarian gear. Helmet, fur, shoulder pads, fake dried blood and fake sword. Next to him, stood a plump woman in clown makeup wearing a Miss Piggy outfit. Next to her, stood a very built guy dressed like a gladiator from Spartacus. In the opposite corner, huddled together, stood a typical suburban mom, her graduating teenage daughter in full regalia, the daughter's younger sister and what I assume was their grandma.
They were visibly nervous. So when the barbarian dude looked at the gladiator dude and said in a perfect, normal southern drawl "I think they're scared of you, man", I cracked up. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I laughed. But my laughter broke the ice in that elevator, and everyone -- clown, gladiator, mom, daughter and even grandma -- we all laughed and howled and cheered the delightfully absurd situation.
It was probably one of the best moments of the weekend.